Daredevil Swap
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thepnutgalleryUgh. With my normal pills, I still woke up at 2. With an additional half pill, it still took me until 5 to drift off, and I woke up at 6. At least it made me sleepy enough to avoid getting up and watching Netflix or something.
I heard a knock at my door when I started working, but by the time I got there, tehy were gone. There was a grumpy text from Terry, as he'd come to offer me some soup Taka made. I explained the situation, turned down the soup, and focused on work. I messed up the order of operations on a Guilty Plea, and I'd missed a claim to be tagged. I spent the whole day *very* focused, and managed to get ahead again by the end.
My therapy session wasn't as useful as usual, I think, but that's largely my fault for not directing it correctly. We talked a lot about Julian's manipulations, subconscious as they might be, and about the times things got physical. She had a list of suggestions for me to write, but so much as writing "I am important" was extremely difficult. It felt like trying to climb over a wall in my head to write, much less believe.
Terry asked me to come to the dog park towards the end of my shift, but I did have to finish my work. When you're on a roll....He waited for me, and showed up to my door at exactly 4pm. He seemed a little tipsy, and wanted everyone to wear costumes. And then to take one of his videos he wants to upload to Youtube. Not being drunk myself, I wasn't as into it as usual, and kept taking breaks to read Right Wingers online. The rest of the folks at the dog park didn't seem to mind our performance, at least. He wanted to go somewhere after and make fun of people, but Taka and I tapped out. She was more focused on projects, and I was more focused on Lady Miss Friday.
I watched Lucifer at home, and as much as Mazikeen is my absolute favorite there, it features a *TON* of badass women.
I heard a knock at my door when I started working, but by the time I got there, tehy were gone. There was a grumpy text from Terry, as he'd come to offer me some soup Taka made. I explained the situation, turned down the soup, and focused on work. I messed up the order of operations on a Guilty Plea, and I'd missed a claim to be tagged. I spent the whole day *very* focused, and managed to get ahead again by the end.
My therapy session wasn't as useful as usual, I think, but that's largely my fault for not directing it correctly. We talked a lot about Julian's manipulations, subconscious as they might be, and about the times things got physical. She had a list of suggestions for me to write, but so much as writing "I am important" was extremely difficult. It felt like trying to climb over a wall in my head to write, much less believe.
Terry asked me to come to the dog park towards the end of my shift, but I did have to finish my work. When you're on a roll....He waited for me, and showed up to my door at exactly 4pm. He seemed a little tipsy, and wanted everyone to wear costumes. And then to take one of his videos he wants to upload to Youtube. Not being drunk myself, I wasn't as into it as usual, and kept taking breaks to read Right Wingers online. The rest of the folks at the dog park didn't seem to mind our performance, at least. He wanted to go somewhere after and make fun of people, but Taka and I tapped out. She was more focused on projects, and I was more focused on Lady Miss Friday.
I watched Lucifer at home, and as much as Mazikeen is my absolute favorite there, it features a *TON* of badass women.
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