Kara Babcock

I read, write, code, and knit.


Note: This post was written before I realized I was trans and/or before I came out online. As such, I might refer to myself as a man or use my deadname. Please read my name policy to understand how you should refer to me.

I can't stop saying how wonderful Cabaret was, because it was . . . wonderful. I loved every minute of it, and was sad to see it end. Two of the best nights of my life.

Anyway, to continue my pageantry of a busy weekend (I have no clue if that last sentence made any sense whatsoever), I went to the surprise birthday party for my friend. It was great. We had this "video scavenger hunt" where we taped our teams doing tasks in public. Then we went back to his house, watched the videos, and watched movies, and such like that.

I feel quite drained now.

I need downtime. And not in the sense that I need time to relax, because essentially I'm doing that right now. I need the burden of Impending Tasks to be lifted . . . that awful feeling of knowing that you have stuff to do in the future. Unfortunately, I hate being idle and listless . . . contradictions are terribly weird things.

Yeah . . . so that's life. . . .