Because I’m gonna go watch something on my phone ’cause my brain is tired. It’s humid here and there are cicadas and one was on the gas pump nozzle when I was pumping gas today and it freaked me the hell out (I’m ok now but…gahhh! It was freaking HUGE and it looked at me and I think it stole my soul. Or part of my soul).
And yes, I know that cicadas are harmless and they don’t bite or pinch or do anything to actually hurt people but bugs in general freak me out something awful. Or at least, can when they hit me wrong. It’s similar to my fear of spiders. I just…gahhhh, it’s like all my ten trillion cells just scream out “ICK!!”
On a happier note, I figured out some worldbuilding stuff and I’m working my way through that. I’ve been listening to a book about Allan Pinkerton’s efforts to protect Lincoln before his first inauguration and about Pinkerton becoming a detective. Also still listening to the book on the Underground Railroad and yet another Eve Dallas book (that’s my car listen).
And I think I’m going to go watch Loki.
Sunday, I’ll be back with the next collection of Pride Fun Facts.
Doomsday Writer! 