Bill Bailey was seen, by me even

I have not been the wellest.

Migraine continues to kick the arse of my NaNoWriMo attempt, and my attempts to do much of anything else really.

On Tuesday I did, however have a very enjoyable evening out with Role-playing Claire and Jesse.  Dinner at Craft Bar & Kitchen (after all the places we had thought to go had been full - Dunedin had a lot on on Tuesday), then went to the town hall for the Bill Bailey show.

Turned out we had front row seats.

I was only metres from Bill Bailey.

Who is a very entertaining old weirdo, with a satisfyingly large amount of negative things to say about NZ's upcoming new Prime Minister.  The show was very good, the seats were great until the very end where they proved far too close to the strobe lights which I really don't think helped with the levels of migraine I have had since.

Also, quite weirdly, the week has featured multiple people trying quite earnestly to get one night stands out of me.  One of them even someone extremely good looking.
Almost has me wishing I was a less broken person who was more up for giving that sort of thing a chance.  Maybe a tumble would make me a bit less bitter.  But bitter I remain.  The touching new people factor being too off-putting.

This month has mostly been a lot of waste.  Haven't even been playing computer games as my eyes have been fairly screen averse so neither gaming much nor having done anything on my NaNoWriMo since the first (fairly successful) day.  Mostly just podcasts and audiobooks, and even then not paying the best attention.  Not sure why my brain is generating more pain than usual, but that slight increase is enough to render me fairly useless.

Weird upside though, the extra misery on the physical side seems to have brought relief from the run of my mood disorder dragging me down.  So swings and roundabouts.  Or maybe the therapy that seemed unhelpful was even more unhelpful than I had realised.  It is hard to tell which thing causes what.

Have also realised that I keep missing limited time Pokémon on Pokémon Violet because I haven't been playing and thus have been missing forever things I won't be able to catch later.  The limitedness make me kind of hate the game and regret having bought the DLC, and even sort of regret having bought the game at all.  Games should be there when you want to play them, and not chores that penalise you for not playing them on their schedule.  I have to learn to not give Nintendo any more of my money.

Oh, and yesterday The Wild Beyond the Witchlight campaign I was in reached the end.  After what must be about two years or very irregular play.  So Kevin the emo fairy-dhampir aberrant mind sorcerer is now retired, having grown from strictly non-combatant to someone who kept hunger of hadar running an extra couple of rounds just to make sure the enemies would stay down...