I didn't get much of anything done this weekend since Amber's schedule changed to 7 AM-3:30. I am NOT a morning person, so I'm getting less sleep than usual and omg I am dragging ass.
Wednesday at 7:30 AM Naomi/ST has a sleep-deprivation ECG to check and see if she still has epilepsy.
I have a job interview tomorrow for an inventory position; Naomi has an interview at Disney for a seasonal job. I also have an interview at Target, UPS, and a call center-- all this happened in 12 hours after months of nothing. O.o
I still need to finish Planets, and I will. Probably after this week, since the lack of sleep is not conducive to writing.
Now. Las Vegas. My god. I have no words. I have nothing but pain and sympathy and tears-- and a lack of surprise. Horrified, but not surprised. I don't understand how anyone can just...just slaughter people, shoot them and keep shooting and why the fuck is a person like that even existing? What makes someone want to do that? I can't understand. Maybe no one can.
People, y'all, I tell y'all I love y'all, and I do. I do. Please be safe. Please be kind (y'all are; y'all are the BEST). Grab onto all the love and happiness you can, give all you can.