13,523 Days Alive
I spent most of the afternoon going through every single item of clothing I own with Cleo and J’s help.
I’m now going to pass out.
Take your meds, folks.
13,523 Days Alive
I spent most of the afternoon going through every single item of clothing I own with Cleo and J’s help.
I’m now going to pass out.
Take your meds, folks.
13,468 Days Alive
I got to video chat with J tonight! Fist time since they made the move to Ohio.
Continue reading “Of Doughnuts and Delight”13,456 Days Alive
2 Bean Burritos Eaten
1 Special Birthday Kitty
Today is my Mr. Spock’s twelfth birthday! Feliz cumpleaños, mi gato!
Seriously though, he got wet food twice today as a special treat.
Continue reading “Of Birthdays and Burritos”13,455 Days Alive
1 New Adventure
This is my final weekend evening with J and Bill6 before they start their transition up north to Ohio.
Continue reading “Of Fantasy and Farewells”13,453 Days Alive
50th Anniversary Luncheon at Work
1 Sunburned Nose
So. My medications make me more… let’s say “sensitive” to prolonged exposure to our dear shining day orb. Or I’m losing my ability to tan on my face.
Either way, I was stuck sitting outdoors this afternoon for the company anniversary luncheon. The bridge of my nose, and only the gorram bridge of my nose, is sunburnt.
My whole face was pink but we have an aloe plant out front that has, or at least had, a nice large leaf collection. It still does, for the most part. But yeah, after lunch, I looked pink.
The luncheon was nice. I managed to play normal whilst sitting directly beside my boss for two and a half hours. I didn’t rock or drum or anything. It was miserable but I managed.
Mentally, I am absolutely ready for this weekend. I’m so worried about Spock, though. My poor baby has lost interest in all food that isn’t his wet food. It could be many things, but he’s still drooling a bit. I can’t take him to the vet until I get paid, though. So I just have to be careful and ration what wet food I’ve been able to find.
If I had twenty bucks to spare that I hadn’t already poured into my gas tank, I’d buy some more food off Amazon. But hopefully I’ll be able to pick some up come payday.
Other than my toasted nose, I’m exhausted. And I want to have a relaxing weekend.
Here’s hoping my last weekend, for the extended foreseeable future, with my bestie J is a good one.
Take your meds, folks.
13,441 Days Alive
19 Points on King of Tokyo
2 Lost Games
We had Chinese food for dinner. It was delicious. I love a good egg roll slathered in hot mustard.
Continue reading “Of Chats and Chinese”13,421 Days Alive
935 Days Straight on Duolingo
I got to have hot wings for dinner. Which is good because I kinda forgot to eat lunch.
In my defense, there was a sleeping cat in my lap, as well as crocheting, and I myself had fallen asleep.
Continue reading “Of Cramps and Chicken”13,419 Days Alive
933 Days Straight on Duolingo
I’m sixty seven days shy of a thousand in a row on Duolingo. I’m quite proud of myself for that.
Continue reading “Of Spanish and Surviving”13,406 Days Alive
I tried a coffee-infused hard beverage tonight. Just a sip. It tasted…. Well, much like the pesto-flatbread, I didn’t care for it.
Continue reading “Of Pizza and Pabst”13,392 Days Alive
I did a tarot reading for J today. They did one for me as well; it’s the image of tonight’s post.
Continue reading “Of Tarot and Trouble”13,385 Days Alive
900 Days Straight on Duolingo
J came over today. We were trying to save money by buying groceries rather than going out to eat. It… didn’t work. Inflation is real.
Continue reading “Of Sausage and Short-Circuts”13,379 Days Alive
So I spent the morning with J and Bill6, as I slept at their place last night, and I got an interesting tarot reading that left me hopeful for the future.
Continue reading “Of Snuggles and Sushi”