I burpy, I farty, and I know how to party

Aug 11, 2019 22:00

Last night I had plenty of lucid dreams.
I slept all the way to two o’clock in the afternoon. After getting up, I took my morning medicine with cocoa.

I did the weekly beautifying routines; shaved my armpits and chin, washed my hair and put hair mask on it.
I did the twelve- step Korean skincare regiment minus face serum, because I had run out of it. I must buy some next week.
I put lotion on my skin, got dressed, and put on jewelry; earrings and a necklace.

I waited until my mother messengered me and told me that she and dad were home, so I caught a bus to my parents’ home. It was getting late.

My dad answered the door and gave me the weekly allowance. Mom made coffee, and I ate cherry tomatoes and slices of a cinnamon bun loaf, and home- baked blueberry pie. I also drank orange juice.

About at eight o’clock in the evening when it was time to leave, I made another cup of coffee and then took a bus back home; I would have liked to walk but it started raining. I went to the supermarket and bought cocoa powder and four liters of milk.

I went back home and took my evening medicine with cocoa. I sprayed Nasonex into my nostrils.

I was a bit gassy and farted a lot, until my apartment smelled like there was something rotting inside it. I had to keep the balcony door and kitchenette window open.

Tomorrow I will have an appointment with my doctor at the health center at eleven o’clock in the morning. I will discuss the weird pain and hardness in my right breast, and my occasional insomnia.
After that, I will go to the shops to buy a “Welcome to your new home!” card for Eleclya, and some garlic for myself. Then I will go to the library to fetch my requests and use as many computers as I can to click all the free donation buttons on the Greater Good website.
My care worker will come for the weekly appointment at half past one o’clock in the afternoon. I will wash the dishes and iron the laundry.
In the evening, I will go visit Eleclya and bring her the card. I will also fetch the steam mop I borrowed her.

weekly allowance, real life, farts, beauty remedy, groceries, parents, shopping

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