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i am in dire need of some neck and shoulder work. hey bigeyedgirl, if i bribe you with bath fizzies would you be up to working on me a little some time in the next week or so?
i think i was fighting all night. definitely disturbing dreams; the ones i remember involved being in a police station/government building (although much prettier than most of those), and seeing a woman whose... ex-husband? ex-boyfriend? somebody male... had taken stalking to a whole other level. it was weird, because i was seeing her whole and healthy, but the words that were in my head were "blind and dismembered." very very creepy shit. also, fucking bug dreams, which always happens when i'm stressed -- i dream about roaches in my apartment. at least this time i saw them and went to get a shoe and some paper towels to take care of 'em.
realized as i was waking up that i haven't looked at my calendar in a week. don't think there's anything on it to look at, as feb. was completely blank when i wrote in my petsitting visits, but i need to not do that. the whole point of carrying a calendar is to USE it, duh. and maybe keep track of time passing and set myself complete-by dates on stuff i need to get done.
i think today will involve coffee, because there's too much shit i need to get done after work. like grocery shopping, and taking out load after load of trash, and dishwashing... bah. been trying to get the latter two done all week, but i get in the house and can't seem to summon up the will to DO anything.
well, hopefully a shower will wake me up a little and clear some of the fog out of my limbs. ugh.
i think i was fighting all night. definitely disturbing dreams; the ones i remember involved being in a police station/government building (although much prettier than most of those), and seeing a woman whose... ex-husband? ex-boyfriend? somebody male... had taken stalking to a whole other level. it was weird, because i was seeing her whole and healthy, but the words that were in my head were "blind and dismembered." very very creepy shit. also, fucking bug dreams, which always happens when i'm stressed -- i dream about roaches in my apartment. at least this time i saw them and went to get a shoe and some paper towels to take care of 'em.
realized as i was waking up that i haven't looked at my calendar in a week. don't think there's anything on it to look at, as feb. was completely blank when i wrote in my petsitting visits, but i need to not do that. the whole point of carrying a calendar is to USE it, duh. and maybe keep track of time passing and set myself complete-by dates on stuff i need to get done.
i think today will involve coffee, because there's too much shit i need to get done after work. like grocery shopping, and taking out load after load of trash, and dishwashing... bah. been trying to get the latter two done all week, but i get in the house and can't seem to summon up the will to DO anything.
well, hopefully a shower will wake me up a little and clear some of the fog out of my limbs. ugh.