Writer's Block: Plenty of Fish?

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Actual relationships that lasted more than a month and went somewhere? Six.

Which reminds, me, I'm out of blow-pops. :D

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I do like having the occasional low key weekend. Especially when I actually manage to scrape myself off my lazy ass and get things done. For the most part, this weekend's major project has been housecleaning (because, gods, if the state of the house is driving cell23 crazy you know it's bad) and that's been progressing quite well.

The other thing we've been doing this weekend is driving around and checking out potential ceremony sites, since we need to nail that down. This resulted in a driving adventure that ranged us up to Poet's Seat, then the NMH campus, and finally back down to Smith. Gas prices being what they are, a long pretty drive is a rare thing, and rarer still with just the Manbeast - between yesterday's adventures, our super late dinner, and the cleaning today, it's probably the most hang out and be a couple time cell23 and I have really had a chance to do in a very long time.

Last night was full of weird dreams involving people I've lost track of and commentary on how my use of social media has changed. I know, heavy stuff for a dream, right? lol. Still I woke up with an "oh, okay that makes sense" sort of feeling. I also find myself reconsidering my previous position on not getting a tumblr account, since one of the major things the dream pointed out is that I sign onto things like LJ, Twitter and Facebook looking for connections that have either changed or do not exist anymore, and many of the connections I miss the most seem to have migrated over there. Not that I'm giving up Livejournal, even if very few of the people I keep up with bother to maintain their accounts over here anymore, but I'm too much of a long form journal person to truly give it up entirely. Chances are I'll just have to be more vigilant about cross posting.

My brain is throwing up all sorts of interesting the past few days, some of it in reaction to the increasingly scary things on the news, some of it just more of the same old headnoise, some of it in reaction to conversations with the Manbeast from yesterday. Not quite done processing it all, but it's not been a boring weekend on the neuron firing level. Also Super Troopers is a gratuitously silly movie. Because you all needed to know that.

Now if only I could stop producing my weight in phlegm from my lungs and sinuses (ew) and my right ear could kindly unclog, I'd be all set.