Now to just. Decide what to do with the rest of my day.

Y’know what. Actually. It’s not due until Thursday and I’ve already done like. 7 things of homework today alone. I’m done for today. That’ll be a tomorrow me issue.

Conundrum. I could, technically, do my last thing of homework tomorrow. I have to watch a webinar and do a discussion post about it. I could do it before class. OR. I could give myself ~an hour break /then/ do it. It’s not gonna be much longer than an hour to watch and maybe thirty minutes to write.

Okay so I think they had been there. I’m pretty sure I saw them back before she left for Italy. Now that I think about it. I counted them I’m pretty sure. And if I’m just putting that in my head then so be it. In any case. She seems. Fine. I guess. I’m probably overreacting as usual.

She’s gonna drink whether or not I try and stop her. And she’s still mostly functional. She’s still cooking and cleaning and shit. So like. Until she’s back to being useless I’m gonna try not to worry.

And also like. At this point I don’t know if it even matters? And like. Maybe I can convince myself they were already there. She basically saw me look at them and didn’t get rid of them afterwards so like.

Great. I have no clue if those beer cans were already there and I forgot cause I didn’t check that part regularly or if they’re new and she thought she could hide them. And I don’t wanna confront her about it cause last time clearly didn’t change anything. Ughhh

Like. I get that this is Agatha’s show and we’re taking this detour to bring him in for the eventual young avengers or whatever series movie show whatever. But like. Psychologically. That’s gotta do SOMETHING to your brainpan.

Okay but. And I know this is very ~male centering~ of me. But like. I’m FASCINATED by the idea of a person who is aware they’re not /really/ a person. The product of a fucking (dead, mind you) robot and a (also dead now) witch. A thing that should absolutely not exist.

So far this is not a good episodeee #AgathaAllAlong