Saturday evening
I'd planned to visit J this evening, but she's got a migraine, so that didn't happen. She has a dog event tomorrow, which I may go to in lieu of church---they're holding the county-wide UU picnic in SatBch, instead of South Rockledge as last year; no way am I burning $10 worth of gas for that!
Was miserably depressed last night, one of those "hide the steak knives" spisodes...I can't think too hard about how precarious *everything* is right now. If I do, my brain short-circuits and I go down the rabbit-hole of self-loathing and doubt. After J canceled, I spent four hours online reading about how miserable things are right now in my hometown: Staten Island. That was heart-breaking, but I feel less wretched about my own situation.
I'm glad the time change is about to kick in; I'm over it being dark at 7AM. Likewise, I will be very glad when the election is over; they're killing trees to send me bullshit mailers, trying to get me to vote for an asshole I'd just as soon ship offshore. In a shipping container. On a slow boat to China.
Also, I've had an earworm for three solid days: Istanbul (Not Constantinopele), which is ferociously peppy and has started to mash itself up with Puttin' On the Ritz. I keep trying to distract my brain with other tunes, but it keeps circling back...
I'm in the unusual position of having to foce myself to stay awake, because the last couple mornings, I've been up before the ass-crack of dawn, and I am *yawn* over it.
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Was miserably depressed last night, one of those "hide the steak knives" spisodes...I can't think too hard about how precarious *everything* is right now. If I do, my brain short-circuits and I go down the rabbit-hole of self-loathing and doubt. After J canceled, I spent four hours online reading about how miserable things are right now in my hometown: Staten Island. That was heart-breaking, but I feel less wretched about my own situation.
I'm glad the time change is about to kick in; I'm over it being dark at 7AM. Likewise, I will be very glad when the election is over; they're killing trees to send me bullshit mailers, trying to get me to vote for an asshole I'd just as soon ship offshore. In a shipping container. On a slow boat to China.
Also, I've had an earworm for three solid days: Istanbul (Not Constantinopele), which is ferociously peppy and has started to mash itself up with Puttin' On the Ritz. I keep trying to distract my brain with other tunes, but it keeps circling back...
I'm in the unusual position of having to foce myself to stay awake, because the last couple mornings, I've been up before the ass-crack of dawn, and I am *yawn* over it.
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