Scheduling

I woke up at 3 for no reason at all, but also heard Julian getting up to use the bathroom. It seems pretty likely he's lactose intolerant, but I'm not sure I know many folks who avoid dairy because of that. I guess I can't really see a little thing like ethics getting in the way when a person's own health and comfort can't make them quit. To quote Ashley, "I get addiction." I think I managed to doze some. After he left for work, I chugged coffee and cleaned some. Vacuuming, trash, etc., but when I was mopping, I tried to clean the bathtub and it broke the mop. Not a huge deal, I can just get another one, it just left the floor all over the apartment a big puddle. Tim called in the morning, wanting a visit with Pupple, but by the time I got back to him, Julian was almost out of work. I agreed to swing down tomorrow morning with duck food.

Julian and I didn't really have any plans for the evening and I was exhausted from sleeping so poorly. We just watched Netflix instead, though there was an awkward moment where he drunkenly tried to make fun of me for waking him in the morning. Shifted at the last second to say he appreciates it, but it was strange. Later in the night, he was going to put on jammies and said he wanted to fuck. It didn't end up happening, which is something we should probably work on.