tiny voices

tonight i intended to ride a caffeine high and get some work done on some art for my RPG. what i did instead was play splatoon 3 for like four hours. i even set a couple of timers to signal when i should stop playing and switch gears, but i was flowing so i ignored them. inkbrush good. you'd think with my self-set goal of having my game ready to be played by the end of the month (which is approaching quickly, not a big fan of that) i'd be more focused but... eh. i worked most of this week and i wanted to indulge in the feel-good of the splat

there was a fight at the high school on thursday; this was funny because i was on my lunch/prep period (prep meaning the time of the school day where a teacher doesn't have any kids, so they can get preparations for class done), sitting back eating chips and listening to music when suddenly there was a whole lot of yelling in the hall. i go out and look over the railing down to the first floor and see a pile of girls being pulled apart by school cops and admin (one girl was being held to the ground) right outside the deans' office. the poor ISS sign was knocked down. naturally kids were running over trying to get a good view of the fight, people were hollering, there was chaos in the air. apparently some girl tossed her crutches into the mix in an attempt to help out her sister, but this had the opposite effect. a boy in the class afterward showed me one angle of the fight on his phone. fun times.

(don't tell anyone, but i'm not a very professional substitute teacher.)

tomorrow supposedly me and the roommates are going to drive to the "weed store." i don't plan on making any purchases but will be joining just for the adventure of it. i considered not joining, because i hardly ever get the house to myself, but it's probably better for me to be around people (read: kept engaged/distracted) lately.

i had a nice moment recently when i shared a short bit of writing i wrote a few years ago on a discord server-- someone was very complimentary about it, said they were encouraged by the fact that it was short and good, that it was good because it was short. i knew i liked the piece (and i knew it was at least good enough to partly inspire someone else's DND character) but it's nice to hear that another person liked what you made. and getting to talk about what you made-- good shit, would recommend.

just for fun i made a short playlist to tack onto the end of this journal. call it an EP, maybe. there is a theme to it, but i'm not going to explain it. interpret it as you like and tell me about it. or don't. i'm not a cop.

eighteen - joyce manor
for always - mxpx
a praise chorus - jimmy eat world
gotta let it go - joyce manor
J.A.R. - green day