Diary 2024-03-16
Okay to skip.
Okay to skip.
It's called Tsetatsatal currently, and unfortunately that spelling is slightly non-indicative.
The category is vibes, again.
My poor muscles... I didn't even do anything that would make this somehow "worth it".
Don't go too quickly...
Not sure when I'll be "done" with this, but I'm going to work not to repeat the experience.
Let's see how things go tomorrow. Nothing here today, though.
Uuugh... boring...
Reaping, sowing, etc. Point is, my eyes hurt, and everyone could have anticipated this except for me, a week ago.
Bad habits for writing. I need to change them somehow.