Natural Banker

Another early morning, and I couldn't quite focus in on work. I did at least remember to log in for the meeting, though. I still worked during it, but Lady Miss Friday wanted a lot of attention. It was really, really sweet, and she kept pushing her head against mine while I rubbed her face. You know how I feel about her, literally any affection makes my fucking day. They talked a lot about weight and diet, so it's probably good I wasn't really "there for it." I did at least find a work-safe way to talk about my prior eating disorders and mention that food preferences are largely habitual. I also finally shucked out some money on what are supposed to be the best cheapest headphones available. JJD recommended another pair, but I'd already bought these and couldn't find those. For all that I had so much difficulty staying focused, once I took care of my case offers after 4, I was perfectly content with the way I was leaving things.

I realized it was getting towards the middle of the month, so I messaged Tim. They were short about 550 last month. He tagged Tami in because she's supposed to be giving me some money soon, and I made a Google spreadsheet to track all of this. I don't have the mind to do it.

Julian also messaged me. Apparently his new friend had gotten methy, accusing him of not really being German, of forging his birth certificate. He still hasn't sent me the stuff he needs for his unemployment appeal, and I reminded him again but I'm not going to take responsibility for this. I drank while I talked, and I meant to just get a pleasant buzz, but of course I blacked out. I remember spending *a lot* of time with Lady Miss Friday, even for me, and I thanked Tim again for her. I feel like she and I both have trust issues and we're getting over them together.