Who will love my ironies?

It's one of those days where every 'good morning' feels like a personal attack. It's been so hot and beautiful outside, which has, naturally, meant freezing in a horrible artificial icebox all day while everyone coming in from outside tells me how good it feels and I try not to stab them in the face with my pen, and it's so smoky today that I can't even spend my lunch break outside in the sunshine unless the wind performs some miracles in the next six hours. Also I somehow lost my wired earbuds with the dongle because heaven forbid phones have headphone jacks these days and I am mad about everything, so I am simply going to cast my mind back to the weekend, and the emotional catharsis that was Double or Nothing.

( AEW Double or Nothing 2025 )

it's almost lunchtime so I'm not reading over that, hopefully it's not gibberish!!! HALFWAY THERE

Feeling much more rested today, even though I was up until one in the morning doing responsible things like writing important emails and paying my credit card bills. I'm simply filled with the energy of amazing wrestling, I suppose! And also the pure joy of being so close to the end of the work week, perhaps. One more day! After the rest of this one, anyway.

( AEW Revolution 2025 )

What do I even do with myself tonight after all that???

The weather remains wonderfully mild, everything is crisp and white and sparkly, and I saw a fox on my way to work this morning! Last night I ate an entire medium pizza and listened to some Townes Van Zandt, and now this is a wrestling post.

( AEW Worlds End 2024 (and a little bit about Dream Queendom for good measure) )

Howww is such a short week feeling so long? I'm probably just still tired from the holidays.

all out

And we're back to the grind, after a very excellently exhausting couple of days to cap off my set off. My stress in actually getting to Calgary was well-documented on Mastodon, but the short version is that the bus broke down, we had to wait five hours for them to send a new bus up from Edmonton to then take us to Edmonton in the first place, and I only barely managed to get the last shuttle of the day out to Calgary after further delays all down the line.

STILL BETTER THAN FLYING, THOUGH.

And then I was in Calgary! I stayed in some nice lady's guest house about an hour away from downtown, but managed to navigate the public transportation well enough to get where I needed to go for a reasonable price. I did (unsurprisingly) end up bailing on my early-morning aspirations for the Stampede and decided a few extra hours of sleep was worth 25 bucks in admission fees, hopped off the C-train amidst a flurry of cowfolk, met up with a couple of guys from Medicine Hat, and then spent several hours going on rides in the broiling summer sun. Even some of the scary upside-down rides, SO THERE. Saw Dante Martin, Darius Martin, Action Andretti, Nick Wayne, and Isaiah Kassidy (all the wrestle youths, basically) also wandering around and going on rides, which was neat. I stayed decently hydrated and only burned badly a little bit on one side of the back of my neck, though I am, in general, a series of very different colours than I was when I left.

THEN IT WAS DYNAMITE TIME.

( AEW Dynamite #249 (07.10.2024) )

And then I wandered out in a daze, found a Metric concert happening, watched that until fireworks started going off, and then went on more rides until past midnight, clambering back on board the C-train with possibly the worst headache of my life. I do not understand how there are people who go to the Stampede day after day after day, just one almost killed me!!

Bussed it back home yesterday, and after a very close call due to my own boneheadedness in leaving in the morning, it went much smoother than the ride down! There was a twenty-minute stretch of VERY apocalyptic wildfire smoke that we drove through, about twenty minutes outside of town, and it was truly wild how sharply demarcated the limits of it were. And then I slept in my own bed and now I'm back at work, but only for five days, which isn't so bad! VACATIONS OVER! At least for the time being. AEW doesn't have any more Canadian dates announced, and I need time for my bank accounts to recover. It's been a SLICE.

( Album #366/1001: Stevie Wonder - Fulfillingness' First Finale )

I really need to get into the habit of ending every single work week with a hot, hot bath, without any delay, there simply is nothing like it for patching over all the burnt out holes in my soul. NINE-DAY WORK WEEK HAS BEEN SURVIVED.

So I started watching the All In preshow while I set up my BuJo for the week, because I had missed the first hour, because they decided to make it two hours long this time around?? Big show! With the Big Show! But then it just turned into rewatching the entire PPV and eating Mini Chips Ahoy, which turned into posting through it until the sun came up, because why the hell not? I stopped doing these posts right at this time last year, mainly because Teddy dying during All Out combined with everything that happened afterward kinda took the wind out of my sails, but the last year has certainly succeeded in rejuvenating my passions (it's funny what touching so many of these people will do for you!), so let's go!

( AEW All In London: Zero Hour )

( AEW All In London 2023 )

Unsurprisingly, the ZRX update just makes me want to subscribe to Marvel Move to supplement my Zombies, Run! diet, so we shall see how weak I end up being as I finally start tackling season 6 and continue to hyperfixate. The guy who played Jack in ZR is playing Loki, and you KNOW I miss those radio husbands.

I am very tired, and didn't even watch She Hulk/Lower Decks despite still being awake at drop time, but after a deeply unhinged (complimentary) episode of Dynamite and a giant horrible (complimentary) burrito, I ended the day in a much better place than I started it, so that's nice.

Somehow, despite the actual tumours growing from 5cm to 8cm in a WEEK, mom's cancer has been downgraded to stage 2 upon further review! Practically, this doesn't really change anything, but it's something amidst all this shit, you know? We'll be back down to Edmonton next weekend for round one of chemo (we could have done it in town, but would have had to wait an extra week or more and FUCK THAT) and then we'll see I guess! There's definitely a stressy part of me that's still chafing, like do we really gotta fuck around with months of chemo when this shit is visible through the skin now IT'S RIGHT THERE YOU CAN FUCKING SEE IT JUST TAKE IT OUT OF HER WHAT THE FUCK ARE WE DOING IF YOU WENT INTO THE EMERGENCY ROOM WITH SOMETHING STUCK IN YOUR CHEST THAT WASN'T SUPPOSED TO BE THERE THEY'D TAKE IT OUT, but logically I do know better.

I was going to sit down and really weigh whether or not I'm willing to fly out to Toronto a whole-ass second time in October just to see AEW (I already feel mega guilty for going on with my vacation as planned, given everything, and I am gonna be in SO MUCH DEBT as is with all those costs as well as the sudden insane gas money we've got to come up with to constantly drive to Edmonton while mom misses random days of work), but then the presale started and I PANICKED and bought a Rampage ticket (Ticketmaster dicked me around too long to snag any for Dynamite which sold out crazy quick, so I guess we'll see if there's anything left for the general sale tomorrow?) so I guess I'm just trebling* down on being a frivolous dumbass! Then I ordered two maple bacon breakfast sandwiches from Tim Hortons just to really luxuriate in my own excesses (that, to be clear, I absolutely cannot afford). Renetta is on the way with my order.

This is a wrestling post now because I'm still reeling!

( AEW Dynamite #151 )

*I'm bringing back trebling. It's such a good word.

Last night was definitely the craziest thunderstorm I can easily recall seeing, goddamn. LOUD NOISES seemingly right above the roof, epilepsy-warning calibre lightning flashes, sheets of rain, and for hours on end. I guess that's what happens when rain comes and it's still north of thirty degrees come evening? The more the clouds started to thin out, the stranger and yellower the light got. The power never went out, though, so I enjoyed myself. Certainly more than the dog did, anyway!

Pointedly not thinking about certain things until I have to (Tuesday).

29. What are you looking forward to?

This was gonna be my big vacation that is coming up very quickly, but I'm also a little nervous about that since it's been so long since I've travelled and I still have so much to do and then I found out about the CIVIC HOLIDAY ON MONDAY??? I didn't even realize until the receptionist came by putting signs up! fREE DAY OFF!!! LFG!!!!!!

Anyway, this is going to be a combination wrestle AND travel post, for Reasons.

( AEW Dynamite: Fight for the Fallen )

I have fallen a little bit behind on prompt questions due to a lack of motivation, which just means they're here when I need them!

(now)

(because I need distractions that aren't ice cream)

22. Who does the grocery shopping in your life?

You mean where am I getting my juice? My mom does all the grocery shopping. Which is its own set of problems, but hey!

23. Are you shorter or taller than most of your friends?

Mmmm definitely taller for the most part, though not by a huge margin.

24. Do you drink enough water?

I try to! I have my little timer bottle when I'm at work, and I drain it twice a day, and I pretend that I actually see or feel any noticeable changes from doing so. I'm not as diligent when I'm at home, but really, what is "enough" water, anyway? Aren't those numbers super flawed and questionable? I don't want to be a pawn of Big Water anyway, so there.

( AEW Dynamite: Fyter Fest Week 2 )

More tomorrow.

For now... is ice cream time.

Surprise work barbecue (not actually a surprise, I just forgot it was happening)! I'm full of delicious hot dogs and ice cream sandwiches! The only issue is that I filled up a good hour and a half before I usually take my lunch break, so hopefully I can make it to the end of the day without starving. I don't want to eat any more so that I can eat a whole box of horrible Cheetos mac and cheese during Rampage tonight! It's all a delicate balancing act to keep myself from binging horrendously!

Hot dogs were dang good, though.

14. Would you go back in time if you were given the chance?

Hmm, so many variables here to consider. Is it a one-off? Can I come back, like a vacation, in which case hell yeah, or is this a commitment to leaving the present behind/ahead? Or is it a Moira MacTaggart post-character-assassination thing, where I could live my own life over again? Cuz that could be cool, if tedious in parts. Is it at-will, whenever I want to do it? In that case I would probably be dead inside of five years from just living my days off over and over again, which would be nice but ultimately probably unfulfilling. WITHOUT MORE DETAILS, I MUST RELUCTANTLY DECLINE. What I really want is just one good Groundhog Day loop, that's the dream.

15. Who was the last person to call you?

My mom, last night, accidentally. She meant to text me to come see what the cats were doing in her bedroom (lying on top of each other (out of pure spite, not affection), it was very cute) and called me in the kitchen instead while I was making noodles.

Wrestle post because I'm still chewing on some stuff.

( AEW Dynamite: Fyter Fest Week 1 )

Okay, that did successfully kill most of the day, ONE HOUR TO HOME AND SUPPER AND MORE OF THIS NONSENSE!