Coming back from the other side of my Bipolar Wonderland through medication, creativity, and moxie.
12,998 Days Alive
3 Doritos Locos Tacos Eaten
I still don’t like Doritos locos tacos. At all. But Taco Bell messed up the order tonight and I didn’t become aware of it until long after the bra had been shed and the house clothes donned. So I just ate what I was given.
Continue reading “Of Tacos and Timing”
12,996 Days Alive
2 Burritos Eaten
1 Movie Watched
1/2 A Round Completed on Little Bee’s Blanket
I’m still working on Little Bee’s blanket. I’m still eleven rows + the border from done. I’m not sure the border I’m going to do yet, but it’ll be nice. And hopefully done in the next week or so.
Continue reading “Of Cartoons and Crafting”12,992 Days Alive
1 Flat Tire
So today was an adventure. Hung out with Meg and J today for some belated holiday gift exchange. It was nice.
Continue reading “Of Tires and Tea”
12,991 Days Alive
1 Stressful Day
Work was hard. After work was less hard. I’m out of spoons and I’ve been awake since midnight last night. We had Tex-Mex for dinner, which was good.
I’m going to crochet and go to bed.
Take your meds, folks.
12,990 Days Alive
3 Hours of Sleep
1 Big Change at Work
I’ve got some work changes coming up next week. I’ll be transferred to a new team and try to hit the ground running there. I’m hoping to improve my work number on the new team.
Continue reading “Of Challenges and Change”
12,987 Days Alive
It’s Martin Luther King, Jr. Day here in the US. And two days to the presidential inauguration. It feels like we’re just holding our collective breath, waiting for the other metaphoric shoe, or another goddamned homegrown terrorist attack, to drop.
It’s an exhausting and stressful situation.
Continue reading “Of Burgers and Building”
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.
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.
12,984 Days Alive
So, Fen bought us Korean BBQ for dinner tonight. I tried kimchi. I wasn’t a fan. But I loved the bulgogi beef they had.
Continue reading “Of Bulgogi and Books”
12,980 Days Alive
27% Through The Mermaid’s Daughter
2 Servings of Vegetarian “Chikin” Curry
1 Interesting Monday
I worked more on Grandma Gator’s blanket today. Not much as I was and still am fried from work. I made dinner tonight, though. We had a curry made with vegetarian chicken from Morningstar Farms. It was good.
Continue reading “Of Curry and Crocheting”
12,979 Days Alive
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501 Day Streak on Duolingo
25th Birthday of Phoenix, my Little Brother
23% Done with The Mermaid’s Daughter by Ann Claycomb
2 Rounds of Quirky Circuits Played
1 Positive Outlook for Work Tomorrow
I’m damned determined for this week to be better than last. So shall it be. It’s going to be an awesome week and I’m going to rock it out.
Continue reading “Of Biff and (More) Board Games”
12,977 Days Alive
7 Bags of Groceries Delivered by Amazon
2 Vegetarian Corn Dogs Eaten
1 Hyper Cat
Someone wound up Spock something fierce today. Or something, maybe the weather change? Anyway, he’s been zooming around all evening like his butt is on fire. Every single catnip mousie is out and about, waiting to be pounced on.
Continue reading “Of Veggie Corndogs and Peach Vodka”
12,976 Days Alive
2 Pieces of Naan Eaten
1 Massive Crying Jag
I sat in my car and cried when I got home from work today. I’m so afraid of losing my job. I’m so frustrated that it seems like I’m not getting a second stimulus payment. I’m so tired of being tired again.
Continue reading “Of Fury and Fear”12,975 Days Alive
2 Days Till Payday
1 Shot of Peach Vodka
There is great disturbances in the United States right now. Some white terrorists stormed the Capital Building earlier today and ransacked the place. They were not treated as the BLM protestors were. At all. And I am shaking in rage at the unfairness of it all.
So I’m going to focus on what I can control.
Continue reading “Of Vodka and Violence”
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