Keeping my spirits and head up

As silly as it sounds, in the midst of what is going on in the world, like the US government strategically refusing aid to states (Like NY and Massachusetts. The Patriots plane wasn't just a good will stunt, it was a necessity to get supplies) and basically stealing supplies to us and Germany and France, greedy corps using government money to pay staff instead of their own loads of cash...It gutted me as I was watching this to realize there is no Euro this year.

I started paying attention 2008. Iker Casillas was in his prime and it was the summer thing I looked forward to the most. World Cup football is always special and 2010 was no exception. 2012, I was in China watching the first games of it.

I literally was dragged out of bed by my oldest brother so we could watch the Italy and Spain final. That was just golden. 2014 World Cup and Spain fizzled out and we had Germany and Argentina facing each other again. The last time was 1990. West Germany vs Argentina. Germany won again and Messi...
2018-We were in England, watching games in so many different cities. Glasgow. Aberdeen, Liverpool. London. A dark pub, a cold pint and everyone in the pub shuffling, stirring, waiting in anticipation for the game and the action to begin. I'll never forget how it felt to watch Sweden vs England in a pub in Islington. It was just golden.

And I was SO looking forward to that! This summer, in the backyard, barbacoas, cold drinks, and the game on full blast.

And it's a small thing, but fuck, I really wanted to see the games! I wanted to see Iceland pull another bit of magic and Wales go far! I wanted to see Ireland and Northern Iron compete! Argh.

That's my small bit of disappointment there.

So the other actually cool thing that happened this week was that we FINALLY got the damned floor fixed. Old ass lino was replaced and we are all singing its praises. No tripping over the curled up bits again. Sucked we had to stay in the living room, but hey, worth it.

And the local bookstore delivers! I ended up getting my early b-day presents from there, so that made it a bit bearable. Yes, I did get more heavy books about the Franklin Expedition.

Between the show, book, and fanfiction, plus all the resources that I can get, it's been a headalong jump into this entire subject. I've started to look at other things, like papers of reconstructions and other sites, so that has been my thing lately.

Writing-I've started the plot of Jack being an experimental soldier and Rumlow and Captain America finding him and others. There is a bit of overlap with comic and movie plots, but not quite. And Rumlow is a triple agent and Jack was lost to him years ago. Maybe as a punishment. Jack himself has massive trauma, a ton of new DNA strains and a baby on the way, just for the lols, since the techs basically wanted a cheaper option to creating soldiers and also to see how far they could take the experiments.

I've got a thousand words already and I will go back to it. I've just been on and off in my sleeping patterns. I wake up far too early then crash out in the middle of the day. It could be anxiety. Or it could be low level depression. I sincerely hope not and I will try and get out more. Like walk around the area, since honestly, we are SO lucky to be in a low density city. We can easily avoid each other on walks.

And I think I need to get out just to feel the wind on my face. No matter how cold it is. We are having snow again. In April. I know. I think that may have also been why I was spurred to research more into the expedition. It's not the first time I've had a snowbound birthday. But not at this latitude!

Hair update: I look like I'm a Victorian boy ready to start my midshipman apprenticeship. Meaning it's at a silly length.