Haven't had a lot to talk about. Work is still fluid, brainmeats are still iffy. Texas is still hot as blazes. Having issues with sleep, and with waking up unwanted early (6am on a Saturday is just wrong). Though on the positive tentacle, I did get almost all my chores done. On another positive tentacle, I had lunch with some nifty friends, and was reminded that I have a pretty good burger place just down a couple of roads from me. (Fuddruckers for those who care about such things. Used to go a lot with friends, and with Mom, but in the last few years I haven't gone.) Didn't get anything fancy, a 1/3rd pound cheeseburger (provolone, cheddar and swiss), steak fries, and a grape sprite. Just what the burger desires ordered.

Post food and friends, I went to a Half Price Books, only found one book that said 'you need this'. A collection of Aleister Crowley's 'Simon Iff' stories. More interested in his idea of an 'occult detective' vs Crowleyness. I also went to B&N for the first time in a few years. Was looking for the latest issue of Fortean Times. They had an issue, from July 2017. Oops. Came home after that, had some errands I thought about running, but it's too darn hot here. Came home, chilling out. Actually, I'm kind of craving another burger (and their fries). My crazed cravings.

Plans for the rest of the weekend, maybe some more errands in the morning. Maybe working on some more reorg of Château Innsmouth. Next weekend is a three day weekend, so I'll try to balance social/hermit, along with some bookstore raiding (Half Price Books 20% off weekend). In a few weeks I'll be going back to Portland for my 2nd HPLFF. Really looking forward to the gathering of the cultists, and the fun of Lovecraftian/Weird films on a big screen. Plus the Hollywood Theater in Portland is awesome. And of course, Powell's City of Books. Hopefully by then I have a plan for what path my gainful employment will take. I can hope at least. And on that note, I'm going to call this a post.