In The Dark
Dec. 13th, 2016 08:23 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thepnutgalleryI didn't get to bed too ridiculously late, but I was still groggy when I woke up...and my pits were really sore...then I remembered the aerial cirque setup we used as a sling. On getting to work, I saw I've got angry red marks there, too.
Work was crazy slow again, so I got ahead on claims, worked out briefly, and sang showtunes most of the day. A couple people on FB were sharing some PETA video of dogs trying to escape death. I'm not sure if it was from euthanasia or being butchered, but I'm not watching it. Dave is itching to get a lot more scenes shot. We're limited to my bedroom right now, which means every scene has to be written explaining why we're in a bedroom, which is going to get real old real fast. I managed to get the Deadpool/Spiderman written, even though it should be a lot funnier, and we're gonna try to shoot next Wednesday.
Rushed home after work, got cleaned up, got to the Dr.'s office early. Schmerber, it turns out, is running late, so they've scheduled me with someone else. On the one hand, damn. The fuck did I put nice clothes on for? On the other hand, maybe if I stop seeing him, I can start seeing him. The young lady I did see was very nice, and agreed to let me swab myself. I guess the new thing is to swab for chlamydia/gonorrhea at the same time. She, like Schmerber, suggested I work for FHC. That could be an avenue to hospital admin, though it would likely mean losing my office, my workout/journaling time, etc.
Debated repeatedly on going to the gym, especially since I don't have my music, but went anyway. A little workout is better than none. Trying to push a little harder on weights, ended up hurting my knee. Dammit Squeak!
Both of my posts from the day were fairly popular - the first about my pits being sore from set, the second an already popular photo of poppers scented candles - eliciting comments and even a few messages about how people love my posts. That's weird for me, as I don't post to FB much, but I'll take the compliment. I'd happened to mention on one of them that I've been consensually chloroformed before, and actively tried to OD/pass out from poppers. My mom read the thread and freaked out. On the one hand, I'm unsympathetic that she's taking the time to read things about my sex life she'd rather not be there/know about. On the other hand, she's been great about knowing lots of aspects of my life that she'd rather not be there/know about, so I should be more understanding when new stuff comes up.
Had some edamame and then a couple meatballs, watched 30 Rock reruns with Lady Miss Friday until it got late enough to justify going to bed. Lady Miss Friday had slowly cuddled closer over the course of the night, making it up to my hip, so I spent a little more time with her. When I finally did go to bed, the Amsterdam alone wasn't doing it for me. I seem to be missing my other poppers still. My whole apartment is a bit of a disaster right now, so that'll be a good opportunity to look for them. Meanwhile, I grabbed some from the freezer (that I don't remember putting there, but I'll let that go for now) and double barreled. My head went some weird, if not especially dark, places that I couldn't even remember right after.
Work was crazy slow again, so I got ahead on claims, worked out briefly, and sang showtunes most of the day. A couple people on FB were sharing some PETA video of dogs trying to escape death. I'm not sure if it was from euthanasia or being butchered, but I'm not watching it. Dave is itching to get a lot more scenes shot. We're limited to my bedroom right now, which means every scene has to be written explaining why we're in a bedroom, which is going to get real old real fast. I managed to get the Deadpool/Spiderman written, even though it should be a lot funnier, and we're gonna try to shoot next Wednesday.
Rushed home after work, got cleaned up, got to the Dr.'s office early. Schmerber, it turns out, is running late, so they've scheduled me with someone else. On the one hand, damn. The fuck did I put nice clothes on for? On the other hand, maybe if I stop seeing him, I can start seeing him. The young lady I did see was very nice, and agreed to let me swab myself. I guess the new thing is to swab for chlamydia/gonorrhea at the same time. She, like Schmerber, suggested I work for FHC. That could be an avenue to hospital admin, though it would likely mean losing my office, my workout/journaling time, etc.
Debated repeatedly on going to the gym, especially since I don't have my music, but went anyway. A little workout is better than none. Trying to push a little harder on weights, ended up hurting my knee. Dammit Squeak!
Both of my posts from the day were fairly popular - the first about my pits being sore from set, the second an already popular photo of poppers scented candles - eliciting comments and even a few messages about how people love my posts. That's weird for me, as I don't post to FB much, but I'll take the compliment. I'd happened to mention on one of them that I've been consensually chloroformed before, and actively tried to OD/pass out from poppers. My mom read the thread and freaked out. On the one hand, I'm unsympathetic that she's taking the time to read things about my sex life she'd rather not be there/know about. On the other hand, she's been great about knowing lots of aspects of my life that she'd rather not be there/know about, so I should be more understanding when new stuff comes up.
Had some edamame and then a couple meatballs, watched 30 Rock reruns with Lady Miss Friday until it got late enough to justify going to bed. Lady Miss Friday had slowly cuddled closer over the course of the night, making it up to my hip, so I spent a little more time with her. When I finally did go to bed, the Amsterdam alone wasn't doing it for me. I seem to be missing my other poppers still. My whole apartment is a bit of a disaster right now, so that'll be a good opportunity to look for them. Meanwhile, I grabbed some from the freezer (that I don't remember putting there, but I'll let that go for now) and double barreled. My head went some weird, if not especially dark, places that I couldn't even remember right after.
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