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 Long day that felt like I did nothing, despite driving Light to work, going to the gym, doing housework, going to therapy and going to a tnlr meeting where I got to listen about the capitalism-destroying power of grassroots fundraising and some email writing.    

 

Tomorrow, I hope to make cookies.   And a thanksgiving menu.  And plan what to make for the house concert.  And possibly figure out what I need for a pre-Thanksgiving Penzeys order. (when are they going to come out with a 'season liberally' sticker?)

 

I've got all these half-started thoughts like

*I used to think that I need to find the perfect occasion to lure someone to come hang out with me
*fuck, I get to see the boob trauma coming down a very long tunnel
*I've managed the first 2 of3 nights in a row of volunteer meeting
*why doesn't anyone want to buy our condo

 

but mostly my eyes are fuzzing over with tiredness and I'm passng out.