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thepnutgallery) wrote2020-10-20 07:17 am
thepnutgallery) wrote2020-10-20 07:17 am
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Tether of Light
I was going to zip over to the store before work, since I was out of creamer and needed a few other things, but I couldn't find my keys. Then the website wouldn't even let me clock in. I managed to take care of the NOAs in the morning, but the mail was tremendous.
I listened to a few more Claire Guerreso songs, since "Ashes" is so stellar, and it turns out her music is *very* popular for use in TV.
My session with Candace was interesting. I'd forgotten about my tendency to go nuclear. Tim's friend Mark is the same way, and there must be a word for it? We have no sense of proportion. A minor attack means all out war, and fuck the Geneva Convention. I feel uneasy about it, because the only examples I could think of were either easily explained or signs of much deeper issues, like when I told someone their father was right to beat them. I don't even remember what sparked that, but I guarantee it wasn't that level of horrid. Overall, I've gotten much better with mine...somewhat obviously, since I forgot about it, but as stoned and tipsy as I was when I called Julian on his ish, I absolutely recognized the feeling. My homework to look up the definitions for Assertive, Aggressive, and Passive Aggressive, and eventually find a partner who's Assertive and Empathetic.
I hopped out on my lunch break - I was going to just drop off my ballot at the library, but the light was taking forever, so I just put fuel and air in my tire, then bought creamer and such. The tire almost didn't happen, as whatever's going on with my nerves almost prevented me from unscrewing the lid. I managed to get the tire that looked a little low done, and after driving a bit, the light turned off. I think I bought some excess stuff at the store...I've been wanting nuggets, but every time I go by them in the store, I note that Whole Foods carries them for less, so I'll go there....eventually. Got those, cat food, creamer, and even the vegan cheese Ralph's is now making. I also swung by the bank, because the next time Alpine Northern Lights is on sale, I'm going to stock up.
Unfortunately, I bit down on my vape pen in the morning, and it cracked my cart. Then I stuffed my vape pen in my pocket, intending to plug it in before I left. I forgot about it, it broke, and now I've got THC concentrate all over my pocket. My pens are not cooperating. I took a whole package of edibles by the end of the night, trying to get stoned, but maybe it was a bad batch or something.
I ripped into a few Trumpets online, and I was going to finish Journaling, but Lady Miss Friday was constant and adamant that I lay next to her on the bed instead. I jotted a few notes into my physical journal, started re-reading The Shattered World, and called it an early night next to her.
I listened to a few more Claire Guerreso songs, since "Ashes" is so stellar, and it turns out her music is *very* popular for use in TV.
My session with Candace was interesting. I'd forgotten about my tendency to go nuclear. Tim's friend Mark is the same way, and there must be a word for it? We have no sense of proportion. A minor attack means all out war, and fuck the Geneva Convention. I feel uneasy about it, because the only examples I could think of were either easily explained or signs of much deeper issues, like when I told someone their father was right to beat them. I don't even remember what sparked that, but I guarantee it wasn't that level of horrid. Overall, I've gotten much better with mine...somewhat obviously, since I forgot about it, but as stoned and tipsy as I was when I called Julian on his ish, I absolutely recognized the feeling. My homework to look up the definitions for Assertive, Aggressive, and Passive Aggressive, and eventually find a partner who's Assertive and Empathetic.
I hopped out on my lunch break - I was going to just drop off my ballot at the library, but the light was taking forever, so I just put fuel and air in my tire, then bought creamer and such. The tire almost didn't happen, as whatever's going on with my nerves almost prevented me from unscrewing the lid. I managed to get the tire that looked a little low done, and after driving a bit, the light turned off. I think I bought some excess stuff at the store...I've been wanting nuggets, but every time I go by them in the store, I note that Whole Foods carries them for less, so I'll go there....eventually. Got those, cat food, creamer, and even the vegan cheese Ralph's is now making. I also swung by the bank, because the next time Alpine Northern Lights is on sale, I'm going to stock up.
Unfortunately, I bit down on my vape pen in the morning, and it cracked my cart. Then I stuffed my vape pen in my pocket, intending to plug it in before I left. I forgot about it, it broke, and now I've got THC concentrate all over my pocket. My pens are not cooperating. I took a whole package of edibles by the end of the night, trying to get stoned, but maybe it was a bad batch or something.
I ripped into a few Trumpets online, and I was going to finish Journaling, but Lady Miss Friday was constant and adamant that I lay next to her on the bed instead. I jotted a few notes into my physical journal, started re-reading The Shattered World, and called it an early night next to her.