A nice day enough
Last night I had a dream where I was a mutant living in Xavier Academy for Gifted Youngsters, and I got into a fight with Nightcrawler because of his off- color jokes.
(I can take a joke that is nice and smart, but I cannot take insult whitewashed as a joke.)
I wonder what my special superpowers would be if I was a mutant? I would definitely use my powers for good.
After getting up, I took my morning medicine and biotin supplement, put on a pair of burgundy corduroys (I wanted to wear a dress or a skirt, but I only wear them with leggings, and right now I have got only two pairs of leggings and both of them were in the laundry) and a striped t- shirt.
I had received money today, so I paid a commission to Luisita and renewed my Netflix subscription.
I received a phone call from a nurse at the local health center; I explained that I have had weird pain and a lump- like hardness in my right breast, and I want to have it checked out because there is breast cancer in my family (my granny had it, she made it out alive but had to have her other breast amputated); better safe than sorry, as they say. She told me that the next time my doctor is available is next Monday at eleven o’clock in the morning; it’s a tad bit early, but it’s the only time he will be able to see me.
I went out for errands; I withdrew cash and went to the stationery shop to buy ten postage stamps, refills for my ink pens, and a birthday card for a friend’s daughter who will be five years old tomorrow. Then I went to the supermarket to buy groceries.
Once back home, Mirette went shopping for new sunglasses. I put my shopping to their rightful places, sorted out the laundry, drank cocoa, watched The Good Place on Netflix and Keeping Up Appearances on DailyMotion.
After Mirette came home, we went to the sauna. I washed my hair and my body and sat in the sauna with her for a while. For some reason, the lukewarm temperature made me feel anxious. I threw more water on the stove, and felt better.
Once back home, I put lotion on my skin and got dressed.
I spent the rest of the evening doing a little bit of this and that, and then I went out to the shopping mall to buy some ice cream and a pretzel and mail the greeting cards.
Once back home, I took my evening medicine, and this time I remembered to spray Nasonex into both of my nostrils. I also cleaned my teeth.
Mirette went to a concert.
I did some stretches, and then I went to bed. I watched some X- Men cartoon episodes on YouTube.
Tomorrow I will do the weekly housework; tidy up the bathroom, take out the recycling, and replace the towels.
Me and Mirette will go to a punk rock- themed street block, and then to a free concert.
On Sunday, I will do the weekly beautifying routines; shave my armpit hair and chin fluff, wash my hair and put conditioner in it, and do the twelve- step Korean skincare regiment.
When I go visit my parents, I will walk there and back. My dad will give me the weekly allowance; I will call my granny.
(I can take a joke that is nice and smart, but I cannot take insult whitewashed as a joke.)
I wonder what my special superpowers would be if I was a mutant? I would definitely use my powers for good.
After getting up, I took my morning medicine and biotin supplement, put on a pair of burgundy corduroys (I wanted to wear a dress or a skirt, but I only wear them with leggings, and right now I have got only two pairs of leggings and both of them were in the laundry) and a striped t- shirt.
I had received money today, so I paid a commission to Luisita and renewed my Netflix subscription.
I received a phone call from a nurse at the local health center; I explained that I have had weird pain and a lump- like hardness in my right breast, and I want to have it checked out because there is breast cancer in my family (my granny had it, she made it out alive but had to have her other breast amputated); better safe than sorry, as they say. She told me that the next time my doctor is available is next Monday at eleven o’clock in the morning; it’s a tad bit early, but it’s the only time he will be able to see me.
I went out for errands; I withdrew cash and went to the stationery shop to buy ten postage stamps, refills for my ink pens, and a birthday card for a friend’s daughter who will be five years old tomorrow. Then I went to the supermarket to buy groceries.
Once back home, Mirette went shopping for new sunglasses. I put my shopping to their rightful places, sorted out the laundry, drank cocoa, watched The Good Place on Netflix and Keeping Up Appearances on DailyMotion.
After Mirette came home, we went to the sauna. I washed my hair and my body and sat in the sauna with her for a while. For some reason, the lukewarm temperature made me feel anxious. I threw more water on the stove, and felt better.
Once back home, I put lotion on my skin and got dressed.
I spent the rest of the evening doing a little bit of this and that, and then I went out to the shopping mall to buy some ice cream and a pretzel and mail the greeting cards.
Once back home, I took my evening medicine, and this time I remembered to spray Nasonex into both of my nostrils. I also cleaned my teeth.
Mirette went to a concert.
I did some stretches, and then I went to bed. I watched some X- Men cartoon episodes on YouTube.
Tomorrow I will do the weekly housework; tidy up the bathroom, take out the recycling, and replace the towels.
Me and Mirette will go to a punk rock- themed street block, and then to a free concert.
On Sunday, I will do the weekly beautifying routines; shave my armpit hair and chin fluff, wash my hair and put conditioner in it, and do the twelve- step Korean skincare regiment.
When I go visit my parents, I will walk there and back. My dad will give me the weekly allowance; I will call my granny.