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thepnutgalleryI finished eservice before 8 and eventually managed to do all the mail for my digits, JJD's, & Kathy's and made great progress on the claims for all our digits. Plus one of Din's NOA's because he was having some trouble with his computer. I had a couple issues with being so insanely non-confrontational, but it's a process and I'm learning. A little after Julian woke up, I went to get a cup of tea and I saw him intent on filling out applications. Fantastic. And startlingly quickly rewarded - he got three interviews before lunch. And he suggested working two full-time jobs to get his financial foundation under him.
I got a message from a Client/Friend congratulating me on the marriage and deeply thanking me again for the impact I'd had on his life. He came out to his wife at my suggestion. It got me thinking again about the Amélie/Sliding Doors/Timelines of everything. And made me a little more open to returning to my night job.
We still couldn't find either of my remotes so I looked into how to reprogram the one he brought for his TVs. He'd previously insisted it had good batteries, but I remembered both my remotes worked just fine with no programming needed. While I was there, I wanted to make sure I was a decent host and would provide whatever FHA wanted to drink for the evening. And one of these days I'm going to rebuild my liquor cabinet. I told Julian I want it because I'm an enabler and he corrected me to not see it through my pessimistic lenses. I like making people happy, so I want to make sure I stock whatever they want to drink. He opted for water, which certainly made that easy. We snagged the batteries and hopped in line. A gent let us go ahead of him since he was doing a full grocery shop and we were just getting batteries. I remembered a couple of other things I needed after that, but it would be a dick move to run out and grab them. The new batteries worked and I linked my phone to the TV so this never happens again, though just after that he found extra batteries in his bag. I've spent more on less.
I updated my journal at home despite Julian whining every few minutes that I was taking too long. It's a much better relationship, not a perfect one. When I finished I asked him what he wanted for dinner and he was vague as before, but I remembered we'd talked about stir fry before. I realized I should also have bought stir-fry veggies at the store, but we used the peas and carrots I buy for the ducks instead. I've got lots, I can buy more, and it turned out the bag I had in the fridge had gone bad anyway. Lady Miss Friday joined the choir of demand for my attention, since Julian didn't stop complaining even while I was cooking us dinner. I got to a place where I felt the pan would be fine on low heat for a bit and laid down next to Lady Miss Friday for a bit. Julian finished the stir-fry for us, I finished my Journal, though I should have at least jotted some notes for today before relenting. We watched a Philippino comic who made lots of jokes that would be racist if they came from a white person, so kind of awkward to watch. But Julian was happy.
FHA arrived shortly after 7 - he did say "7ish." We talked jobs, parties, vacations, families, relationships, hypotheticals, he was as hilarious as he was insightful, and the whole thing just felt so wonderful. Regarding Sean's, he noted that yes, it is absolutely incredibly generous of Sean to still invite me because I was very obviously very high at his parties. At the same time, I was just high. I wasn't vomiting, or falling down, or any of the other very messy things FHA had to deal with. Of particular note was his phrasing of the concept I've been fumbling to describe to Julian: nothing's changed in our relationship except a piece of paper and jewelry. We've known each other for 6 years and both had sex with numerous others. Why the fuck should this change anything. I projected my Youtube on my phone to the TV since the TV version of Youtube won't shuffle. Even on shuffle, Kelly kept coming up song after song. High-larious. There was even a particularly wonderful moment when Tim video called and we all conversed. I sat in the middle and there's really nothing like sitting on a couch surrounded by exes (even if making another go with one of them) and previously demonstrated affection with all of them. We talked some about the mattress & sleeping arrangements, but since I was drunk I leaned towards Lady Miss Friday's side in the custody negotiation. It didn't help that Julian was in the borderlands of Grump. He said he needed to see his cats, but since he was drinking, he agreed to use a Lyft. That I paid for, but I've spent *way* more on *way* less. I'm never unhappy to sleep next to Lady Miss Friday.
I got a message from a Client/Friend congratulating me on the marriage and deeply thanking me again for the impact I'd had on his life. He came out to his wife at my suggestion. It got me thinking again about the Amélie/Sliding Doors/Timelines of everything. And made me a little more open to returning to my night job.
We still couldn't find either of my remotes so I looked into how to reprogram the one he brought for his TVs. He'd previously insisted it had good batteries, but I remembered both my remotes worked just fine with no programming needed. While I was there, I wanted to make sure I was a decent host and would provide whatever FHA wanted to drink for the evening. And one of these days I'm going to rebuild my liquor cabinet. I told Julian I want it because I'm an enabler and he corrected me to not see it through my pessimistic lenses. I like making people happy, so I want to make sure I stock whatever they want to drink. He opted for water, which certainly made that easy. We snagged the batteries and hopped in line. A gent let us go ahead of him since he was doing a full grocery shop and we were just getting batteries. I remembered a couple of other things I needed after that, but it would be a dick move to run out and grab them. The new batteries worked and I linked my phone to the TV so this never happens again, though just after that he found extra batteries in his bag. I've spent more on less.
I updated my journal at home despite Julian whining every few minutes that I was taking too long. It's a much better relationship, not a perfect one. When I finished I asked him what he wanted for dinner and he was vague as before, but I remembered we'd talked about stir fry before. I realized I should also have bought stir-fry veggies at the store, but we used the peas and carrots I buy for the ducks instead. I've got lots, I can buy more, and it turned out the bag I had in the fridge had gone bad anyway. Lady Miss Friday joined the choir of demand for my attention, since Julian didn't stop complaining even while I was cooking us dinner. I got to a place where I felt the pan would be fine on low heat for a bit and laid down next to Lady Miss Friday for a bit. Julian finished the stir-fry for us, I finished my Journal, though I should have at least jotted some notes for today before relenting. We watched a Philippino comic who made lots of jokes that would be racist if they came from a white person, so kind of awkward to watch. But Julian was happy.
FHA arrived shortly after 7 - he did say "7ish." We talked jobs, parties, vacations, families, relationships, hypotheticals, he was as hilarious as he was insightful, and the whole thing just felt so wonderful. Regarding Sean's, he noted that yes, it is absolutely incredibly generous of Sean to still invite me because I was very obviously very high at his parties. At the same time, I was just high. I wasn't vomiting, or falling down, or any of the other very messy things FHA had to deal with. Of particular note was his phrasing of the concept I've been fumbling to describe to Julian: nothing's changed in our relationship except a piece of paper and jewelry. We've known each other for 6 years and both had sex with numerous others. Why the fuck should this change anything. I projected my Youtube on my phone to the TV since the TV version of Youtube won't shuffle. Even on shuffle, Kelly kept coming up song after song. High-larious. There was even a particularly wonderful moment when Tim video called and we all conversed. I sat in the middle and there's really nothing like sitting on a couch surrounded by exes (even if making another go with one of them) and previously demonstrated affection with all of them. We talked some about the mattress & sleeping arrangements, but since I was drunk I leaned towards Lady Miss Friday's side in the custody negotiation. It didn't help that Julian was in the borderlands of Grump. He said he needed to see his cats, but since he was drinking, he agreed to use a Lyft. That I paid for, but I've spent *way* more on *way* less. I'm never unhappy to sleep next to Lady Miss Friday.
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