Honestly though, Neon Genesis Evangelion feels really relatable right now. Hedgehog dilemas all over the damn place.
*agressively baricades self in room*
Half-baked (if that?) concept:
Superpowers are a thing. They kick in when you're, I don't know, like twenty or something, and are virginity-powered. They are explicitly available to literally anyone, and the group of people the setting/media/story follows is a balanced (50%~50%, more than three of each) mix of male and female.
I was picturing this as otherwise-completely-modern-world urban fantasy, probably with magical girl flavorings.
(Directly inspired by Sir Galahad as described here.)
Taxes happened today. It only took two and a half hours and all week and a not-subtle kick in the pants. The hab person came by today and sat around while I did my taxes but they got done.
Here are some things that did not happen today:
Food. I eventually called a break on taxes to go grab something to eat so that I had anything at all to eat today. Yes, it was that necessary.
I did get one other blog post out today, plus (presumably) this one. I can't tell if that is because I had more blog energy than usual today, or I'm low energy and my standards are lower.
I want to get this out, mostly because if I leave it it will just turn into another "putting it off for seven months" thing.
Somewhere on Penguin Pete's blog, I picked up the idea of "blog heroes". I don't remember where, and the last time I went looking this post stalled for months so the heck with that. The gist of it is that if you have some bloggers who you respect and pay attention to and want to emulate, you'll be a better blogger. Even if your blog is nothing like theirs.
Yes, That Too looks to be in danger of becoming another such hero. Not yet, but perhaps soon.
Four of us at work are some sort of GSRM type, counting me.  (Mostly S.  Well, everything I know says S, but with one person that's technically an inferrence, so mostly.)
I find it slightly funny, because it's this grocery store in rinkydink rural nowhere, where you stereotypically don't talk about this stuff.  There's like thirty or forty employees, and that's including the family in "family owned and opperated".  And yet there are four of us.  Just that I know of!
And yes, we're close enough liberal Ithaca that I think nothing of hopping on the bus for forty minutes each way to go to a concert or a meeting or do some shopping or whatever. But we're not in Ithaca, and this town is very... republican.