There was a video on reddit/YouTube a couple years ago of a container ship going port to port sped up 100x and sailing under zero light pollution stars. I wished it was regular speed, to fall asleep to. Now I have hope that something like that exists.
I'm reading Mistborn finally, and I'm enjoying it.
I made a new years promise to read the nook books I paid for and never touched, or got one chapter in and quit. They've just been sitting there for a decade. Next up is Hell: A Novel.
I had a dream this morning that I had a sweet summer fling with the guy that played Wilson on House MD? He really loved me, and my actual real life husband was supportive but very confused in the dream. Then it turned into a variety show/dance review and I'm never going to be able to watch House again.
I have a weiner dog who will only pee on grass. Tarp goes down, snow falls, tarp comes off, happy dog. He also has his own couch. He's got me trained rather well.
Fair. Nobody deserves to get brigaded for living quietly and authentically.