Of Tacos and Tea

14,009 Days Alive

I’m struggling and I don’t know why. Today was super stressful and I got crap for sleep last night so I was grumpy all day. We got drive thru tacos and watched some silly telly.

I’m crawling into bed early. I’m done for the day.

Take your meds, folks.

Of Coffee and Catnaps

13,094 Days Alive

Whoops. Both Fen and I had a cup of coffee after a perfectly lovey homemade dinner. And then promptly fell asleep in front of the telly. Both of us. For over an hour. And me with my crocheting in my hands and Spock snoozing away atop my feet.

I’m still exhausted after another awesome day at work, so I’m headed for bed, after I appease the Duolingo owl.

Take your meds, folks!

Of Thumbelina and Tacos

12,986 Days Alive

508 Day Streak on Duolingo

2 Tacos Eaten

1 Don Bluth Film Watched

So, we watched the absolutely ridiculous film, Jupiter Rising, this evening; Fen, their girlfriend Kimmy, and I.

And then, to recover some brain power afterwards, we turned to an old classic, circa 1994, that Fen and I hadn’t seen in a while and that Kimmy had never seen.

Image is of a tiny, read haired girl with flowers in her hair spinning around happily.

It was tacos for dinner tonight. Low spoons means low effort meal. They put on the MST3K of Outlaw on after that, so I retired to my room. I’ve no desire to see anything based on The Books of Gor. Reading them was more than enough.

I just read a short story that was a little Purge-like called Little Monsters: A Halloween Story. It’s got an odd, emotionally detached narrator but it was engaging. Wouldn’t read it again, but it was enjoyable.

I’m going to meditate and then crash for the night.

Take your meds, folks.