That's not what the Death card means

What I've been up to:

• Working without interruption since last November. The income is lovely, the three hour commute is not that bad (I fill it with reading, phone games, and crochet), and because I have already expected to be fired about four times, I no longer fear it.
• Volunteering for Bernie Sanders. In actual time expended, this only represents a handful of hours. It was interesting to see what motivated people to go out and knock on doors. As of yesterday, Clinton has the pre-convention number necessary to win at the convention, so I've been a bit sad. On Facebook, people are conflating an elderly civil servant with 20-something douchebags screaming death threats at ladies. This is their way of celebrating.
• Trying not to get worked up about shit on the internet. That way lies conflating an elderly civil servant with...
• I bought a used computer from a refurbisher, and now I plan to play gobs of Dawn of War II. I hope Dawn of War II is worth getting a computer specifically fast enough to play it. I can't imagine it'll run Overwatch.
• My Mac began the wheezy end-of-life stage thing last week, so I'm now on a piece of shit HP laptop my sister gave me, and a desktop that is top of the line, for 2009. (Actually, probably not even that.)
• I need something to read. Maybe more Haruki Murakami, maybe more Iain Banks. If Neal Stephenson would just release books on an annual or twice-annual basis, I'd be fine. I need something dense so I won't just burn through it, but not wholly morally nihilist. Finishing the Discworld books was nearly painful.

I'd write more but I have a train to catch. Summer is here, and it's cooler than we deserve.

--6:43 AM, EDT, Philadelphia, PA, when I want to say I love you, I say boop

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