Three hours left

Until I need to shower, shave, get dressed etc for an actual meeting.  IKR.

I’m the client, but it’s just not even worth bothering sleeping at this point is it.  I mean I’ll just end up feeling worse rather than.... staying up, coffee in twice, reading rubbish on the internet, getting picked up at quarter to 9, meeting at 9, quick bit of shopping and some breakfast and then getting a car home, showering again and grabbing 6 hours around say, lunchtime then going to bed at say 2am tomorrow.  Which I suppose is technically the day after tomorrow but you know what I mean.

Might try to sneak in a haircut after the meeting actually, been putting that off for weeks now and my hair resembles Chesney Hawkes in his heyday.  

Bah.  Insomnia fooking sucks.

Well, two hours to go.  Wasted some time in fallout, just went to the third rail bar and asked wonder woman to sing some jazz. Seriously, the singer in there is voiced by Lynda Carter of wonder woman fame, heh.

My female character has slept with her already though, so no sex.

Mildly disturbed that I had the dog as my companion and went to sleep in a settlement and when my character woke up the dog was on top of me and the message came up “you feel your lover’s embrace”.

On the one hand cool, experience point bonus, on the other hand... dude, that is a dog....!  Fortunately then I remembered that I had romanced a robot (in a human body, don’t even ask about that) and she was in the same settlement so clearly my character is basically a murdering lesbian slut.

 

This game remains hilarious.

For an hour and a half? Don’t be silly.  Far easier to push on through, I’ve been drinking plenty of juice and water.  Decades of overnight gaming and working have honed my skills in this area.

Bit more complex than that m6, I need to change these tablets.  They may be a potent anti-psychotic but they lower my immune system, upset my stomach to the point of throwing up blood every few days for no reason and stop me from sleeping more than 1 night every 3 or so.  

Appointment with el quacko next week.  Anyway I look all fresh and smell lovely and my face is shaven.  I’ll live.  Just sipping on a mocha and awaiting the car.