I got very sad last week because my favorite witch shop in the city wasn’t there anymore. I was going to go look at chalices (I really need a chalice. Doing rites with a vase just… it’s weird, okay.) but when we got there it was just gone. 

Thankfully, they didn’t close, just moved. So I went there today and was glad to see they were still operational but when I asked why they moved… it kinda made me sick. Apparently people were calling in to the store and leaving death threats. They were also vandalizing the store pretty much on the daily, throwing trash and writing things on the building. They guy I talked to was like “it doesn’t bother me because I’m a big Viking dude. I can handle it. But my coworkers and customers? They shouldn’t have to put up with that.” 

It’s stopped now that they’ve moved but honestly this is just sickening and sad. What makes people think they can be so nasty and rude and disruptive? What the hell is wrong with them that they feel like they can harass people? Why can’t people just behave like grown ups and move the hell on? 

I was browsing my “mr ketch” tag to try to find a quote I *know* I said last year about how when I write bad guys I’m writing to myself but now I can’t find it. I’m gonna have to make that quote again, I guess. :/

The good news is that no, I actually haven’t changed that much. I have a distinct pattern of picking *that bad guy* with the mysterious and vague backstory and the laundry list of certified bad deeds and going “this is the one I’ve chosen to love”.

I never used to write in present tense. Never. I didn’t even like it that much. But I did it once or twice and now past tense looks weird and feels wrong. I call it the @ltleflrt curse beacuse I remeber reading something where she said she *never* did present tense… until that was all she did and I thought to myself “well it couldn’t be that hard to switch back and forth, could it?”. Yeah no, it is.

Well I biffed it again. Today forgot about my WWM Sprint. (I’ve only been doing this consistently for about a year *eye roll*)

I think I need to see a specialist about these sinus infections. This one is stay-up-all-night-crying bad.

Fun fact: every time someone says “to X or not to X” my brain immediately starts reciting the whole damn soliloquy.

My high school drama teacher would be proud, especially because I choked during my performance of it (it was the final) and got stuck at “when we have shuffled off this moral coil” for an entire minute.