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thepnutgalleryJulian sent a text around midnight (my time) that just said "OMG!!!" I messaged him back but didn't hear back for a while. Tim called me in the morning, we briefly chatted about the night before. I'm so grateful all of my living parents have no issue with my sex work. I do have to keep my paranoia at bay, though, and remind myself that Colleen contributed to my instinct to love animals, she would not be patronizing me to feed birds with me. His leg was killing him, and he was out and about too long on it yesterday but felt it worth it. He asked my plans for the day, and while I couldn't recall my full to-do list, I knew I had a lot I wanted to get done. Emma Thompson Narrator declining to the audience at home. Mostly, I just took time for my Music Post to give everyone's submissions + AoE a thorough listen. Nothing's moving me from GAI these days, but I did add several artists to my queue. And I used this as an opportunity to practice analyzing music. Okay, great that I like it. I want to know why. I want to dissect all the elements individually and as a whole, so I can seek it out and amplify it. MOAR. I didn't get through all of it, but Cat from high school mentioned Anais Mitchell, and I looked into Hadestown. I dig that acknowledgment of the world being trash, but working towards something better.
I got a text from Julian that he'd been arrested last night. He called to say he had gone out for a friend's birthday, but messed up on a turn and got pulled over. He'd had 4 beers. I didn't think 4 beers would be anything, but looking at BAC calcs now, I guess it depends on weight. They never told him his breathalyzer results, but they let him go, so y'know...gift horse's mouths. He had an underage kid at the station with him, just like I did when I got my Wet & Reckless. Didn't occur to me until now, but bleeding heart that I am, I asked the police if she was okay, if there was anything I could do to help her when she ran to the bathroom to vomit. They might have decided to pay that lenience forward. Oh, man, how great would it be if she also got off light that night? Ripples can be lovely. I still need to buy some D9/D8 tabs for him and Tim. Come to think of it, I'll just buy a little extra for Tim, then try them myself. They're supposed to be technically legal THC-esque, somewhere between real THC and CBD. That's not the direction I want them to go - I actually found them looking for THCP, which is an emerging discovery stronger than THC. But it could be useful for both of them.
I asked him about his date, and some of my brightness was fake, but not all of it. He brushed it aside, just said there wasn't much chemistry and they didn't fuck. Kind of anti-climactic, but he later mentioned the guy's huge dick. He wasn't lying - they didn't fuck. But they did blow each other. That kind of slick omission raises my hackles, but I covered and kept a smile in my voice. I can't remember what brought it up; maybe Justin, maybe just boys in general, but he started getting cranky over the idea I might have fun with another guy's butt. We discussed both this double standard and the same one from when we'd be at bars or a party. Guys would flirt or kiss him, he'd be fine, but the second they turned attention to me...Katie Ka-Boom. It was a healthy discussion. I'm going to make him an award for being the only ex to Out-Crazy me. Meeker might have gotten there, but chemical enhancements are a disqualification.
I listened again to Christina's Marco Polo, solidified my notes to respond, and even managed to get Lady Miss Friday shoulder rubs in the shot. I just realized I have low-key paranoia. When I go too long without contact, I begin to think they've turned against me. Laughing about all the stuff I scourge myself with. Anyway, she'd mentioned something along the lines of compassion fatigue and tightening her circle of Important People to those under her roof. I tapped the border of the similarities there and with my religion, but didn't proselytize. I listened to all my mom's Marco Polo's. Most of them were just day to day updates, but one of them was disturbingly real. She said I was her pillar, and she loved me. I'm just not used to that strings-free level of emotion, so I did a double-take. Thankfully, there were Polos after that, so no pressure to respond. Instead I mentioned that I really want to be like that Garfield comic or Scott Pilgrim with tea. I'm an enabler. I like making people happy. If I can do that by having a ton of tea, awesome.
It was late enough I could have ran to the store, but vodka eclipsed all the other groceries when I thought about it, so I avoided it for the night. Took two Seroquel a little early instead.
I got a text from Julian that he'd been arrested last night. He called to say he had gone out for a friend's birthday, but messed up on a turn and got pulled over. He'd had 4 beers. I didn't think 4 beers would be anything, but looking at BAC calcs now, I guess it depends on weight. They never told him his breathalyzer results, but they let him go, so y'know...gift horse's mouths. He had an underage kid at the station with him, just like I did when I got my Wet & Reckless. Didn't occur to me until now, but bleeding heart that I am, I asked the police if she was okay, if there was anything I could do to help her when she ran to the bathroom to vomit. They might have decided to pay that lenience forward. Oh, man, how great would it be if she also got off light that night? Ripples can be lovely. I still need to buy some D9/D8 tabs for him and Tim. Come to think of it, I'll just buy a little extra for Tim, then try them myself. They're supposed to be technically legal THC-esque, somewhere between real THC and CBD. That's not the direction I want them to go - I actually found them looking for THCP, which is an emerging discovery stronger than THC. But it could be useful for both of them.
I asked him about his date, and some of my brightness was fake, but not all of it. He brushed it aside, just said there wasn't much chemistry and they didn't fuck. Kind of anti-climactic, but he later mentioned the guy's huge dick. He wasn't lying - they didn't fuck. But they did blow each other. That kind of slick omission raises my hackles, but I covered and kept a smile in my voice. I can't remember what brought it up; maybe Justin, maybe just boys in general, but he started getting cranky over the idea I might have fun with another guy's butt. We discussed both this double standard and the same one from when we'd be at bars or a party. Guys would flirt or kiss him, he'd be fine, but the second they turned attention to me...Katie Ka-Boom. It was a healthy discussion. I'm going to make him an award for being the only ex to Out-Crazy me. Meeker might have gotten there, but chemical enhancements are a disqualification.
I listened again to Christina's Marco Polo, solidified my notes to respond, and even managed to get Lady Miss Friday shoulder rubs in the shot. I just realized I have low-key paranoia. When I go too long without contact, I begin to think they've turned against me. Laughing about all the stuff I scourge myself with. Anyway, she'd mentioned something along the lines of compassion fatigue and tightening her circle of Important People to those under her roof. I tapped the border of the similarities there and with my religion, but didn't proselytize. I listened to all my mom's Marco Polo's. Most of them were just day to day updates, but one of them was disturbingly real. She said I was her pillar, and she loved me. I'm just not used to that strings-free level of emotion, so I did a double-take. Thankfully, there were Polos after that, so no pressure to respond. Instead I mentioned that I really want to be like that Garfield comic or Scott Pilgrim with tea. I'm an enabler. I like making people happy. If I can do that by having a ton of tea, awesome.
It was late enough I could have ran to the store, but vodka eclipsed all the other groceries when I thought about it, so I avoided it for the night. Took two Seroquel a little early instead.
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