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Yesterday improved a bit after 3pm. Before that it was doggedly forcing myself to get work done, and succeeding albeit painfully slowly with much growling. It really did feel like walking the ship* and I hope today goes better in that department.
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captainlove showed up bearing WD40, other hardware and homemade tomato sauce. Much to my pleased surprise, he and Cara immediately clicked and I ended up spending much of the evening watching/listening to them converse about Master Harley, intimacy/recipricity and energy work. Ended up taking a few pictures of them sitting on my bed chatting, may have to put a couple up later. There were some neat things going on body language wise - don't know if I caught them considering light levels and lack of tripod, but we'll see. Anyway... yeah. I'm rather happy they hit it off. Not to mention the meatball sandwiches were fantastic.
House. Dear fates. I missed a chunk of what was going on due to aforementioned conversation going on in the same room, but the bits I did see were fantastic. Like how he won the basketball game... omg. And it looks like this season will bring the Housey drama. Looks like I'll have something other than the Soup to watch on a weekly basis. Be nice if I had the DVR box though... grrr. *shakes fist* DAMN YOU COMCAST.
Ended up atcell23's for the night. Mmm. Between the prolonged chat with Cara and the Captain and the one I was having with cell23 a little bit later, my head is a bit... jangled? Not bad or messed up, just heavy. There's a lot to go over up there. It kinda feels like a basket of clean laundry that I haven't folded and put away yet, if that makes any sense. Other than that... it is beyong lovely when we actually have a chunk of time to just chillax by ourselves, and he don't exactly mind a good and thorough pet&spoiling before running off to work either. Between party, death plague and kids, not a whole lot of time to do that in the last week. So... good night, aside from the headnoise.
I need to drink water today. I've been really bad about the hydration (and no, coffee don't count, lol) and I have a feeling that contributed to me not being able to brain yesterday and still feeling fuzzy this morning. Here's hoping it helps. Also I'm a bit pissed and sore, as the right corner of my mouth has been cracked and scabby for a week, and is my wont I picked at it last night and now have a large bloody problem there instead of a scab. Looks like I'll be spending some quality time with Messires Vaseline and Carmex today to mitigate the issue, but Arg.
Tomorrow, it sings the karaoke at the bar or it gets the hose again. Yes, precious, the hose. You've been warned.
* how ships got upriver with no wind before, you know, engines: lots of rope, much of the crew on the nearest shore basically pulling the ship upriver. Not fun, and excruciatingly slow.
3pm
captainlove showed up bearing WD40, other hardware and homemade tomato sauce. Much to my pleased surprise, he and Cara immediately clicked and I ended up spending much of the evening watching/listening to them converse about Master Harley, intimacy/recipricity and energy work. Ended up taking a few pictures of them sitting on my bed chatting, may have to put a couple up later. There were some neat things going on body language wise - don't know if I caught them considering light levels and lack of tripod, but we'll see. Anyway... yeah. I'm rather happy they hit it off. Not to mention the meatball sandwiches were fantastic.House. Dear fates. I missed a chunk of what was going on due to aforementioned conversation going on in the same room, but the bits I did see were fantastic. Like how he won the basketball game... omg. And it looks like this season will bring the Housey drama. Looks like I'll have something other than the Soup to watch on a weekly basis. Be nice if I had the DVR box though... grrr. *shakes fist* DAMN YOU COMCAST.
Ended up at
cell23's for the night. Mmm. Between the prolonged chat with Cara and the Captain and the one I was having with cell23 a little bit later, my head is a bit... jangled? Not bad or messed up, just heavy. There's a lot to go over up there. It kinda feels like a basket of clean laundry that I haven't folded and put away yet, if that makes any sense. Other than that... it is beyong lovely when we actually have a chunk of time to just chillax by ourselves, and he don't exactly mind a good and thorough pet&spoiling before running off to work either. Between party, death plague and kids, not a whole lot of time to do that in the last week. So... good night, aside from the headnoise.I need to drink water today. I've been really bad about the hydration (and no, coffee don't count, lol) and I have a feeling that contributed to me not being able to brain yesterday and still feeling fuzzy this morning. Here's hoping it helps. Also I'm a bit pissed and sore, as the right corner of my mouth has been cracked and scabby for a week, and is my wont I picked at it last night and now have a large bloody problem there instead of a scab. Looks like I'll be spending some quality time with Messires Vaseline and Carmex today to mitigate the issue, but Arg.
Tomorrow, it sings the karaoke at the bar or it gets the hose again. Yes, precious, the hose. You've been warned.
* how ships got upriver with no wind before, you know, engines: lots of rope, much of the crew on the nearest shore basically pulling the ship upriver. Not fun, and excruciatingly slow.
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