Gathering Glimmers

I had a very fearless morning. I walked out to check the laundry machines and messaged the landlord about the app. I managed to phrase it focusing on the mutually beneficial aspect. She said the laundry is contracted out, so I messaged the washing company directly. My headphones arrived, but they were for a 40 mm port instead of the 3.5. The screaming at myself was very confused. I thought I followed the exact recommendations for best inexpensive headphones, but apparently these are stereo monitor headphones. I dimmed the screaming, considered trying to trade them to a music industry friend for regular headphones, then just messaged the company asking to return or trade them. I got a text from Tim, noting he'd given a sleeping bag to a homeless dog, Mylo (and their owner), and wondering if that made him a "Symbolist." Joking aside, that's certainly within Symbism's doctrine, as it would be for any altruistic religion. I saw a cartoon featuring someone sleeping next to their cat with the caption "Every morning I wake up to somebody who loves me." Since that's the message of Symbism, I was going to share it to the page, but instead I just posted it to mine and tagged Symbism in the post. I think that's what I'll do while I wait to establish Symbism legally, just write any comments I have on my own wall and tag Symbism with it. Mandy immediately got it, and thanked Graham for saving her life and Lady Miss Friday for saving mine. Tami also messaged me and Paypaled me her share for this month and next. I guess $250 is hers, the other 1750 is Tim's. She sent that, my stimulus hit....I felt pretty great, really, even though my account is perilously low.

I stayed very, very productive all day, and even though it was my day for NOAs in the morning, literally finished *all* of my work by the end of the day. I told Norman about David and he suggested a 3 way. I obviously love working with the Pigs, so I figure the next time David comes down we can do that. Norman probably pays a lot less than David's hourly rate, but I think he'd be fine squeezing Norman in on his next trip down. I'd been thinking a lot about my apology to Justin, and his response saying that he would have killed himself if I hadn't been there. I Sliding Webbed it out, and it's very likely (though I'll grant not completely certain) that meeting him and falling for him were influenced by GHB. If that's true, it's Silver Lining enough to make the whole experience worth it. At some point, enough Silver Linings become a Glimmer of Hope.

I started on the wine, figured I'd try again to make that video for Charlie, but Julian called. At his appeal, his previous employer had claimed he was fired for his attendance. But that wouldn't get them out of unemployment payments even if it had been sneaking out early instead of asking to leave. It doesn't amount to gross misconduct, and that's the standard. I guess his work is going to keep appealing out of spite, but they're going to lose and it's just going to cost them a bunch of money, so...... He asked to come out again, and I let him. I had to call to buy the ticket and he'll pay me back. Probably. I cautioned that I really did not want this trip to be about us. He insisted that my presence was icing, but the San Diego vacation was the cake. I also said in advance that while I'm happy to do absolutely anything he wants to do, even take some time off work, he has to let me know. I'm not taking responsibility as Julie the Cruise Director. More of that hating expectations thing. Boundaries Returns!