The lair went tropical this evening with a Costa Rican-themed party to welcome newcomer Karen into the fold. I chose to have a couple of drinks, even though alcohol tends to make my tics worse. It’s no surprise really as any stimulation makes it harder for me to maintain the small amount of influence I’m sometimes able to exert. My tics tend to become more noticeable when I’m particularly tired, nervous, or angry. People often ask me if being stressed or anxious makes things worse, and it does, but so does being overly happy or excited.
Luckily I could use up some of my excess energy by whacking the piñata King Russell had attached to the ceiling.