92 My life is strange I'm negotiating a contract to write sermons for agnostic Dutch people in a Discord chatroom on my phone in my bed in foetal position hugging a water bottle And earlier I was chatting on a Tiktok livestream of some Welsh witch dude who was reading bones and doing tarot for 15 dollars per client (462 Egyptian pounds I did not partake, just observed) I have cred in the woowoo community Met an immortal Filipino witch, occasionally have prophetic dreams Maybe I should learn to do Tarot But then someone would say they use crystals not vaccines And the world is flat And phrenology and physiognomy are so FUN and have nothing to do with eugenics and other creepy racist practices and beliefs Then I'd angrily info dump and alienate everyone I finished the Korean noodles with Hassan, we had falafel/tameyya on the side Didn't hurt my tummy Strangely, helped a bit I've set an alarm for my painkillers so I avoid any more Boschian trips to hell I might not do the sermons There are two Dutch bosses Let's call them Dexter and Didi I prefer Didi, he's slightly more flaky but his assignments are way more fun and he's very flexible Dexter is quite rigid and gives unrealistic briefs Too big a topic for a very small word count for example Because I'm autistic and give 110% I always deliver I deliver according to the ridiculous parameters and then when he realizes his oopsy He says "perhaps let's try this instead" And I have to pretend this is a new idea Dexter's also slightly stingier than Didi He's still professional and a very good boss/client I don't know I still feel unwell But I don't want to lose gigs |