Closer to Fine

I managed to sleep until 6, which is stellar. Made my coffee, took care of the claims in my digits that came in yesterday, my weekly checklists, emails, and finally managed to swoop in and help other claims. I thought we had our weekly Zoom meeting, so I cleaned myself up a bit. We didn't, but I made use of that and filmed another video on my lunch. My cumshot was dismal, so I deleted it, though.

We got slammed with a massive amount of eservice, but I stayed focused and managed to get all of mine done just after lunch, which meant I snuck back into the claims queue to rescue others. I also went back on Facebook, and saw one of the trolls I shredded yesterday, instead of responding to me, just kept spouting talking points in separate comments that I didn't get notifications of. I shredded him again, this time with citations. It was honestly the most vicious and condescending I think I've ever been. I found another fool who stated he's voted for Trump twice, because veterans. But despite ample evidence that Trump has been as horrible for veterans as he has the rest of the country, he was happy with his votes. Damn you, Cognitive Dissonance Fortress!

I read through some old journal entries after work, and actually managed to find several items that should probably be addressed in therapy. Tim's and my ballots arrived, along with a flyer for "cop vote," and how SDPD wants people to vote. I think they're actually recommending progressive votes, but it was phrased in such a way to look the opposite. I shouldn't have, but I drank and smoked while watching Lucifer. I've had intuitions before, like suspecting that Kevin Spacey was Kaiser Soze, and I suspected that the lieutenant was Sinnerman. He was one of two taking that moniker, and he was the main bad guy in that season. He's Cain, and I have a feeling the show is going to continue mirroring my own psychological journey. I heard a song I liked, and on further listening, the melody at the beginning tickled the back of my brain. I eventually pounced on it; it is *very* similar to "Uninvited."

Tim came over to snag his ballot, and he's going to join for my next session with Candace. He had more that he wants me to delve into in the session, and I should have snagged my notebook to write it down, but I was tipsy, and stoned, and my sleeping meds were starting to kick in. I doubt he'll forget.