Black(out) Xmas

I woke up a few times in the morning, but went back to sleep ever time. I was so tired, and Lady Miss Friday was sleeping right next to my head. Slept until 8, which is bassically noon for me. I finally got around to picking up the place some. For as long as I let it go, it wasn't actually very bad, and didn't take all that much to clean. Lady Miss Friday hid under the covers when I vacuumed, but then later asked me to lay with her, and laid right next to my legs.

Colleen messaged me that she'd be fine with cheese and crackers for food, so I was going to run to Ralph's and get a bunch of flavored Triscuits and a spread of vegan cheeses, but every store there was closed. I guess the mission valley and downtown stores were open, but I didn't want to drive that far, and the very thought of the downtown one sent my head ricocheting back to shopping there high.

A gent named Orland had Friended me, and since he was Mutuals weith Ellis, I accepted. He messaged me that he thought we knew each other, maybe through Family Health Center or something, and quickly turned things to us fucking. I declined for today, but promised him we could fuck tomorrow. He posted a comment about twirling, but I couldn't tell if he was referring to G or not. I found the sherry Tim got for Thanksgiving and tried some of it. And this cooking sherry is also good for drinking. I was a little tipsy by the time Colleen arrived. She brought some snacks, though neither of us was very hungry. I put fresh paper in for the girls, just as depression insurance. She had never seen Batman Returns, so I put it on for her and I'm going to buy her a digital copy, as well as a copy of Magic's Pawn. I gave her a referral to Potmatess, gave her a hit of my pen. She said she's a lightweight, but she took the deepest single hit I think I've ever seen, held it forever, and didn't cough. Tim called, so we chatted with him for a while, but my memory gets fuzzy after that.