Yin and Yang
Aug. 13th, 2020 01:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Woke up to a text from Julian, worried I was mad at him. I clarified things, he compared our similar disorders, and I thought more about our Care Bear outfits. It's a balancing act between those two personalities.
Boyd messaged me on Twitter, initially asking about my vegan circle necklace. I can't seem to find it now, and don't even remember what it reads, or I'd buy him one or send it to him. He then ended up asking if I had any plans for Julian's visit. It occurred to me that I should probably set up a socially distanced game night, pool day, and/or Zoom happy hour with my cor-workers who know him.
He also talked about my upcoming birthday. Normally this is the time of the year that the voice in my head screaming at me for not doing better, not doing more, and sooner would get *very* loud, but that whole....almost dying from a drug addiction thing might quiet it this year.
I spent a bit of time staring at my otter poster from Dave, but managed to avoid going back to the video, and used the opportunity to catch up with Dave.
A friend commented on the Diana Ross video I shared, asking about the choreographer. I fucking love tracking down and pouncing on these kinds of tidbits (See Also: Lisa Noya, Tessa Niles, and Brie Larson as Rachel), so I did some digging and found out it was a gent named Hugh Lambert, and he was married to Nancy Sinatra.
In the evening, I finally went to just buy the soundtrack for Amelie, so I can send it to Colleen and Megan, and fucking Amazon wouldn't take my card. Messaged FHA to ask about that and if I have a favorite Dolly song.
Boyd messaged me on Twitter, initially asking about my vegan circle necklace. I can't seem to find it now, and don't even remember what it reads, or I'd buy him one or send it to him. He then ended up asking if I had any plans for Julian's visit. It occurred to me that I should probably set up a socially distanced game night, pool day, and/or Zoom happy hour with my cor-workers who know him.
He also talked about my upcoming birthday. Normally this is the time of the year that the voice in my head screaming at me for not doing better, not doing more, and sooner would get *very* loud, but that whole....almost dying from a drug addiction thing might quiet it this year.
I spent a bit of time staring at my otter poster from Dave, but managed to avoid going back to the video, and used the opportunity to catch up with Dave.
A friend commented on the Diana Ross video I shared, asking about the choreographer. I fucking love tracking down and pouncing on these kinds of tidbits (See Also: Lisa Noya, Tessa Niles, and Brie Larson as Rachel), so I did some digging and found out it was a gent named Hugh Lambert, and he was married to Nancy Sinatra.
In the evening, I finally went to just buy the soundtrack for Amelie, so I can send it to Colleen and Megan, and fucking Amazon wouldn't take my card. Messaged FHA to ask about that and if I have a favorite Dolly song.