Let the festivities begin.

Today I will grudgingly help my mother move tables and chairs and set up other tables and chairs. It never hurts to help.

Stayed up way too late last night watching Bloodborne GMVs. "Hunt You Down" by the Hit House featuring Ruby Friedman is perfect.

And what, then? Listened to "The Whisperer In Darkness" read on the Horrorbabble channel.

I do miss my Bloodborne cosplay. Perhaps it is time to remake it. Better this time. Out of materials that aren't so hot. Or maybe Destiny 2 cosplay. I play a Titan, but it's probably more my speed to do a Hunter. Cosplay mix, maybe. Destiny Hunter/Bloodborne Crow Hunter. Yeah, that would be fun.

Not feeling very productive today. Years of desk jobs have taught me that the day before a holiday is a blow-off day, and that the day before the day is for somewhat slacking off.

Despite not feeling productive, I have been productive. Did nothing creative. No attempt to art. Some minor organization at my home. Closet, mostly. They confound me, those things.

My mother invited me out to eat last night. I grumped a bit, then went along. It was pleasant.

For me, I did socialize quite a bit this weekend. Still felt unproductive. Not sure of anything.

Working and working. Towards something, but I forget. Two more years, I think? No, less. Whatever it was is less than two years away. Grr. Forward, march.

Head down, bull forward, stay dumb. Stop wanting everything.