Even Zombie Squeak Gets Ish Done
May. 18th, 2016 01:54 pmJulian had a hard time getting out of bed - apparently slept on his back wrong or something. Took a morning shot while I packed up my food, coffee, and creamer for work, cleaned Friday's litter box and the two spots of vomit from the night before (I explained to Julian that I now leave my door open when I sleep for Friday), refilled her food & water, dropped Julian off at home and headed out to work. Unfortunately, I left the paperwork from the Franchise Tax Board on the table. Boo.
I was a complete zombie at work. I could barely complete sentences, forgetting such esoteric words as "appeal" and "leg." I tried to offer someone a case with a record due date of "murder." I've been really excellent about having just a single (flower-pot sized) cup of coffee in the morning, but today I had two, just to get me through. Julian texted me around noon, asking to hang out again. Given the time of day and the tone of his texts, I thought he might be drinking. I told him I'd probably just go immediately to bed after work, but he could text me around 6-6:30 if he wanted.
I literally went back and forth on whether or not to go to the gym all day, even as I was getting dressed and working out. As it always is, going was the right decision. I did a little over an hour of just muscle work and abs, and felt much better after. As soon as I got home, Friday came out of the cave I made for her, but it took her a while to warm up. Then she laid next to me purring.
Julian texted me at 6, so I spent a little more time with Friday, splashed some water on my face and picked him up, got fuel and headed home. The cheapest fuel was on the uglier side of the East Village, or as Julian said "a strange part of town," which naturally led me to play Reptilia for him. He thinks it's a hipster song, though I'm not sure what that means.
I made tomato & jalapeno "chicken" with crushed olive pasta, but he didn't seem to care for it. I ate two bowls before stopping myself and putting the rest away. My mum called - she'd been written up at work (must run in the family), but her bosses boss had talked to her and they made a schedule that works for her. I couldn't really focus on Bob's Burgers, so I just went to bed after that, though Julian stayed up. I think he'd been hoping for naked times, or cuddle times, or good times, but he didn't push for any of it.
I was a complete zombie at work. I could barely complete sentences, forgetting such esoteric words as "appeal" and "leg." I tried to offer someone a case with a record due date of "murder." I've been really excellent about having just a single (flower-pot sized) cup of coffee in the morning, but today I had two, just to get me through. Julian texted me around noon, asking to hang out again. Given the time of day and the tone of his texts, I thought he might be drinking. I told him I'd probably just go immediately to bed after work, but he could text me around 6-6:30 if he wanted.
I literally went back and forth on whether or not to go to the gym all day, even as I was getting dressed and working out. As it always is, going was the right decision. I did a little over an hour of just muscle work and abs, and felt much better after. As soon as I got home, Friday came out of the cave I made for her, but it took her a while to warm up. Then she laid next to me purring.
Julian texted me at 6, so I spent a little more time with Friday, splashed some water on my face and picked him up, got fuel and headed home. The cheapest fuel was on the uglier side of the East Village, or as Julian said "a strange part of town," which naturally led me to play Reptilia for him. He thinks it's a hipster song, though I'm not sure what that means.
I made tomato & jalapeno "chicken" with crushed olive pasta, but he didn't seem to care for it. I ate two bowls before stopping myself and putting the rest away. My mum called - she'd been written up at work (must run in the family), but her bosses boss had talked to her and they made a schedule that works for her. I couldn't really focus on Bob's Burgers, so I just went to bed after that, though Julian stayed up. I think he'd been hoping for naked times, or cuddle times, or good times, but he didn't push for any of it.