Who Falls For You?
May. 3rd, 2020 05:46 pmI'd crashed on the couch, but Lady Miss Friday came and got me around 3-4. Watching "Community" pulled up an episode with a song that I looked up and found out was Sara Bareilles... Which then led me to go watch "She Used to be Mine," which led me to think about flaying and/or killing myself.
I missed the call for Gabe, then got stoned and drunk. Tim called, and I talked a little about how weird it was to publicly own addiction, and to see my name posted in attachment to it. I also mentioned that I recently realized that I am, in fact, proud of myself. But not for law school, living alone, or Gawd help me, even helping others. It's mice. And Lady Miss Friday and Pupple, if course, but it's just saving them. I guess that's all what my last therapist was shrieking about when she kept saying I needed to internalize my reasoning for living. Finally got around to ordering Justin's shirt, then listened to Saola - Beat Connection (Odesza remix) several hundred times. I never found the right time to clean out Mouse Kingdom, and spent a while screaming at myself over what my fear of confrontation might cost others.
In the afternoon, FHA tagged me in a post of David's. Kelly Clarkson covered "Like a Prayer" by Madonna. She doesn't quite get the Niki Harris part exactly, but she did an absolutely stellar job, and those two mean so much to me I'm surprised it didn't rip the fabric of time and space.
I was going to spend the night getting stoned and drunk and watching Community...maybe it was smoking, maybe it was hearing Kelly's cover, but I ended up just laying next to Lady Miss Friday and listening to music until bed time.
I missed the call for Gabe, then got stoned and drunk. Tim called, and I talked a little about how weird it was to publicly own addiction, and to see my name posted in attachment to it. I also mentioned that I recently realized that I am, in fact, proud of myself. But not for law school, living alone, or Gawd help me, even helping others. It's mice. And Lady Miss Friday and Pupple, if course, but it's just saving them. I guess that's all what my last therapist was shrieking about when she kept saying I needed to internalize my reasoning for living. Finally got around to ordering Justin's shirt, then listened to Saola - Beat Connection (Odesza remix) several hundred times. I never found the right time to clean out Mouse Kingdom, and spent a while screaming at myself over what my fear of confrontation might cost others.
In the afternoon, FHA tagged me in a post of David's. Kelly Clarkson covered "Like a Prayer" by Madonna. She doesn't quite get the Niki Harris part exactly, but she did an absolutely stellar job, and those two mean so much to me I'm surprised it didn't rip the fabric of time and space.
I was going to spend the night getting stoned and drunk and watching Community...maybe it was smoking, maybe it was hearing Kelly's cover, but I ended up just laying next to Lady Miss Friday and listening to music until bed time.