"I tend to be very stupid and we won't talk about this."

 


While I am in _no way_ comparing myself to the Grand Dame, I ran across this and I thought my own version would be ....maybe insightful, definitely funny.     Formatting borked because I'm still using Blogspot but I think it's pretty comprehensible.   

Why are blogging platforms married to weird one and three quarters space bullshit?   
The preview is so spread out it makes baby Jesus cry and go WTF google?  You can kill kids but you can't fix this?  Losers. 

The Maenad Morning Routine 

Wake up

(stuff)

Get out of Bed

Go to the bathroom

Sit on the bog and contemplate the void until you are done

Come back to bed

- return to bed and get back up in 45 minutes or

Get up

Boot up the computer (Industry)

Go to the bathroom again

Make bed and tuck in plushies

Put on glasses

Put on any clothings from the bed adjacent pile that suit your that-moment sensory needs

Get meds,

-either put on coffee and get something to drink or

Get something to drink sit down at your desk

Methodically count out your pills in the semi darkness

Count your pills before taking.

Take them.

Go make coffee – then/or go to the bathroom

If there are changes to wardrobing they will happen here

check status of phone charge. IT if is charged, leave on desk powered off, otherwise

Put the Phone on to charge a few times until it’s charging

You have reached the first consciousness threshold

GET YOUR FIRST CUP OF COFFEE

Inhale that cup and get another

Optional – fruit, small piece of bread with a bit of olive oil and garlic, easily consumed leftovers, or a very small bowl of cereal

Consume second cuppa. Log into the rest of your computers and devices,

Open work docs and -briefly- contemplate any tasks for the day so they are lodged in the brain (Check Google Calendar)

Fire up Telegram and ignore it for 15 – 60 minutes

More coffee

If foodstuffs have not already been consumed, consider.

Either have that small food item above or say out loud “I’m not hungry.”

Make adjustments to fans, windows, and other environmental controls

Check on our plant. Love her and talk to her and when necessary water her. Check soil and leaves. Be glad you have kept her alive another day.

Go to the bathroom again

Coffee

Exist in silence or put media on with headphones.

Either say good morning to people online or open work docs/any open project and begin to find where we left off. Even if we finished that section, find where we left off and go from there.

Get sucked into work or not.

Say good morning to people on Telegram if you have not done so. Get more coffee.

By this point you are putting something in the oven, eating leftovers, or deciding not to eat

Attempt to work and or socialize for a few hours

Caffinate some more Have some juice or make a smoothie. Alt. Eat a piece of fruit

Either shower or return to/begin to work

Somewhere in here your brain starts spinning up; you have reached the second consciousness threshold

you eat a meal or nearest equivalent

biochemical changes ensue rapidly

You have reached the third consciousness threshold even though you kind of don’t want to

You are now fully awake.

…..pro’ly smoke up.

Work, work, work OR Shower, get dressed, become more anxious and go run errands

- either way

Post activity, shower or wash up. Make any changes to Wardrobing for the remainder of the day-cycle

Eat Something Substantial no matter what you call it.

You have reached the metabolic afternoon, proceed with your day.


BONUS CONTENT 

Free Floating unscheduled but required activities

  1. Bump into shit
  2. Run your toes, at speed, into the sharp corner of something solid and unyielding
  3. Lose your balance while doing normal unengaging boring mundane shit
  4. (Recall briefly that “escapism” sometimes is just playing a high AGIL character)
  5. unintentionally brush my face casually and experience massive dysphoria
  6. exclaim ‘FUCK!” a lot
  7. Feel dehydrated no matter what you do
  8. Fight the inner despair.
  9. Watch some educational content on YT – probably one of my Ph.D history channels or one of my many science channels.
  10. - Contemplate having the money to subscribe to Nebula
  11. Be medically anxious for every minute of every waking moment with nary a few exceptions
  12. Get triggered by….something. Reassure friends that we will make it through this and that life is worth living
  13. Reassure friends that we will make it through this and that life is worth living*
  14. Cry
  15. Work with loud music playing
  16. White noise on headphones for hours at a time 

 * note on number 13 Reassure friends that we will make it through this and that life is worth living*

  • Feel very complex thoughts about all of this.
  • Wish I could do more

  • Feel powerless

  • Either do the PTSD thing or work 

     

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  Gwendolyn Harper (She/They) sometimes writing as the Maenad is the author of The Ishtar Cycle (2021), and Flying the Jolly Scarlet Gambling with the Gods (2023) Their anthology work has appeared in Unstable!, True Grit, Bone Milk Vol 2 and Vulcanalia 21. Work has appeared at ZiN Daily, Writers Resist, 365 Tomorrows, the World History Encyclopedia, Beyond the Underground, and Cream Scene Carnival. She has also been published in the Fahmidan Journal, Corporeal, Troublemaker Firestarter, and Engendered. Best of the Net Nominee 2023. Columnist at Cream Scene Carnival. They have read for the Farside Review. Founder/publisher Dreaming Gynoid Studio, author of the Galaxy Black RPG Editor & Publisher of the Sub-ether zine since 2020 A queer, disabled, angry punk Goddess, Gwendolyn writes about trauma, sex, politics, pop culture, science fiction, history, space, and sex work. They have lived experience of homelessness, intimate partner violence, drug abuse and addiction as we...
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