my most recent strategy for dealing with executive dysfunction is that when I catch myself lying in bed thinking “I want to be doing the productive thing, but for some reason I’m still just lying here, wtf is wrong with me” I start mentally screaming until I get up.
I don’t mean screaming AT myself, I just mean screaming. Like, a battle cry, or a tantruming baby. The goal is to fill up my brain with “AAAAAAAAAAA” until I am vertical. I can’t articulate WHY it works, but so far it’s working for me!
If you got enough money to live happily and comfortably for the rest of your life, but everyone who saw you immediately knew what fandom you are in and understood what that means, would you take it?
Oh I’ll tell you about my hyperfixations for free, don’t worry about that
I would develop new and humiliating fandoms on fucking demand to be able to marry my GODDAMNED PARTNER.
“[Wait and see] began on Tumblr. And then, seeing I was writing episode 5 at the time and it was already a thing, it crept into the show.” — Neil Gaiman, and his commitment to the bit.