With the Anni around the corner, do you have waifu-related Anni rituals?

Personally, I always try to watch all Discord episodes since their numbers are absolutely manageable. From work, if necessary. Those eps I watch at home, I'll watch snuggled up with my Discord plushie, drinks, and popcorn I will pocket from my cinema wage cage. Nothing extraordinary, for better or worse.
However, next year will shake things up for I will be living in a different place, and might just have a Discord tupper join me. I'd love to see him react to Discord episodes.

I consider it important to rewatch a portion of the show once a year to stay in touch with the source material.

Schizobabble incoming:
When I rewatch Discord's episodes, I try to watch them through different lenses, spotting the very different flavors picked up by different anons. In a way, I do question my own concept of him, thereby sabotaging the practical application of waifu commitment by not weaving a coherent story. But that's also the only way I can trust it to be more conscious than a sweet delusion that chose his face as a mask, for real people have layers and reactions that surprise us upon discovery. I may turn my mortal life into the canvas or stage of a Discordy comedy, to manifest him into something tangible. Or perhaps, just make the delusion more convincing and resistant to scrutiny, humbly embracing a self-soothing madness that mirrors the events of TRoH by overestimating the seed of truth contained in the inception of the lie-based reality. Neither approach is right or wrong, nor are they exclusive.

I perceive Discord as slippery and paradoxical whereas others might think of him as more calculated and devilish, or as pussy-whipped simp, simply because my own perception of life is wishy-washy and ambiguous. My loving connection to him is very much Neptunian (in the astrological sense), presenting myself a mirror, a lens, a comforting connection to primordial Chaos. Indeed, only a complicated Spirit of Chaos who may or may not love me back could have enchanted the Neptunian kinks I have to live with.
And yet, he does simultaneously evoke some Saturnine cynicism and realism (as well as the old man aesthetic), providing not only the Neptunian delusion but the Saturnine reality check to tardwrangle it into something sublime.

Even if life is but a grand stage, you play a specific role in front of an audience who can only perceive and be affected by what you do indeed express (overtly or covertly) through your limited mortal means. Succumbing to stage fright will break the mesmerizing spell, so the show must go on.

In simpler terms, I'm advised to do literally anything to make mai (quasi-)Waifu proud, while embracing that mai (quasi-)Waifu loves me unconditionally but nonetheless wants me to do better. Gosh, where have I heard this before, me wonders and ponders?