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Sep. 7th, 2018 10:50 pmagain, stumped by a subject line.
I'm up late tonight, I shouldn't be. Abundance and Light have gone to bed and I'm just still feeling somewhat upset and recalcitrant and uninterested in self-care.
Long day wth Delight and Spark (and GoodHugs, which is Delight's partner's new usename), involving unexpected medical care. (not a complaint in any way) Yesterday I picked up my new glasses and they're my first progressive and I tried wearing them for a little bit and then had to leave dog class orientation to throw up because my stomach refused to settle. Today I tried my new sunglasses and realized polarized means I can't look at the screen of my phone, which vexes me.
Abundance's coworkers from London are in town for much of a week, so he'll probably be around less. Light and his girlfriend have a mostly-standing Sunday night date, and now he asked me if she can come to the somerville dog festival and I got all up in my head about it, knowing I'm supposed to say yes makes me want to say yes, and then I get curious about what my actual feelings are, and if it matters what they are and I ended up saying yes. Hopefully I get to pet a lot of dogs.
My ear hasn't stopped hurting, but it's hovering just on the edge of what might be considered to be a problem so I put off going to the doctor's. The sink is full of dishes, the coolers live in the dining room, and I accidentally ate a fresh roll from the thai place that contained shrimp and I'm sure my upset stomach is entirely psychosomatic, but I'm still kind of queasy.
I guess I should stop pouting about whatever it is I'm pouting about and go to bed. The dog keeps sighing pointedly and tomorrow comes soon enough.
I'm up late tonight, I shouldn't be. Abundance and Light have gone to bed and I'm just still feeling somewhat upset and recalcitrant and uninterested in self-care.
Long day wth Delight and Spark (and GoodHugs, which is Delight's partner's new usename), involving unexpected medical care. (not a complaint in any way) Yesterday I picked up my new glasses and they're my first progressive and I tried wearing them for a little bit and then had to leave dog class orientation to throw up because my stomach refused to settle. Today I tried my new sunglasses and realized polarized means I can't look at the screen of my phone, which vexes me.
Abundance's coworkers from London are in town for much of a week, so he'll probably be around less. Light and his girlfriend have a mostly-standing Sunday night date, and now he asked me if she can come to the somerville dog festival and I got all up in my head about it, knowing I'm supposed to say yes makes me want to say yes, and then I get curious about what my actual feelings are, and if it matters what they are and I ended up saying yes. Hopefully I get to pet a lot of dogs.
My ear hasn't stopped hurting, but it's hovering just on the edge of what might be considered to be a problem so I put off going to the doctor's. The sink is full of dishes, the coolers live in the dining room, and I accidentally ate a fresh roll from the thai place that contained shrimp and I'm sure my upset stomach is entirely psychosomatic, but I'm still kind of queasy.
I guess I should stop pouting about whatever it is I'm pouting about and go to bed. The dog keeps sighing pointedly and tomorrow comes soon enough.
