They’re refugees because their asteroid is drying up and they can’t surf, so they need Arcturian Brandy.

I woke up at some point in the morning before I meant to, but although I could have gone back to sleep, I found some scraps of executive function under the dust bunnies and made the slog up to Mountain View to get my fluids medically extracted. Then it was time to provide the cats with gooshy brunch, and I was up and moving so I went shopping and read Maidens of the Fall and ordered a bunch more comics.

No anime, it’s Shakespeare in the Park night! This year’s production is Two Gentlemen of Verona in the 80s, which was silly, and hopelessly patriarchal/heteronormative, but the bicycle bandits wanted their two dollars, which makes up for a lot. Also, bizarrely, I won the raffle so now I have two tickets to the Winchester Mystery House. Not sure what to do with them.

Read (graphic novel): Bad Dream (Nicole Maines, Rye Hickman): Is an alien living on Earth and passing as human while she run away from home a metaphor for transness if she’s actually trans? Part of the same subcontinuity as the Galaxy books, full of queerness and superhero battles and alien family drama. Interfamily drama, even.

Written (Geometry for Mutants): 466. MC definitely needed more to stress over.