Not much else to say. I had a complete mental breakdown at work today and ran out shouting that I'm quitting, only to have to come back because one of my wireless headphones had fallen out, at which point that my manager got to me and we had a conversation. I'm debating just calling in sick tomorrow, but I'm not sure that's a good idea right now. Might take it, though. I need a break, somehow.

As for writing, I finished a commission yesterday and will post it soon. Chronicles of the Going Home Club is on a sorta-hiatus as I watch schlocky trash like Riverdale to turn it into, well, babyfur Riverdale, because that's pretty much what it's going to inevitably end up being. Spectral Star Wishes chapter two is fifty fucking pages long and NOT DONE YET, so much so that I moved onto chapter 3 and that is ALSO shaping up to be insanely long too. If not for Chronicles, SSW would absolutely be the longest thing I've written yet. Shit, I think it's close to Chronicles and the former has like 4 goddamn more chapters.

Side note: fuck, these things are long. Chronicles of the Going Home Club is approaching novella length and by the time of the big emotional event at the end of the first arc it is actually going to just literally be a fucking babyfur novel. I am writing a multi-novel babyfur soap opera, and ANOTHER BABYFUR NOVEL ALONGSIDE IT. Madness.