Go YOU smonster!
Virtual pom poms waving wildly.
And Andi? You are the sweetest spirit. Honestly, you are the best.
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Go YOU smonster!
Virtual pom poms waving wildly.
And Andi? You are the sweetest spirit. Honestly, you are the best.
I'm imagining snuggling with you, bonny, and basking in the glow of your heart.
Now I am too! Mwah.
Ugh, Andi, that sounds like no fun whatsoever. Is there some kind of ritual you could do when you get home to release all that stress and negativity?
Okay, Kaylee parasol is pretty close to done (protip: don't use paint markers, for god's sake). Now to lie down on the floor for 10 min and see if some Alexander technique refreshes me a bit.
My roommate just got home from work, she's going to be up all night doing schoolwork. Solidarity in sleeplessness!
Yay, having someone with you makes staying up way easier. Good luck!
I'm at a dance convention in San Diego. I am hella intimidated--everyone here is amazing (this is west coast swing, not my usual two-step). But I'm seeing my college roommate who I haven't seen, we realized, in NINE years. Crazy.
I'm very tired - it has been a hella of a week. Time for ibuprophin and bed
sending out the ma~~ to all in need
Morning, all! smonster, I hope you got your stuff mostly done, and I hope the fundraiser goes smashingly.
bonny, I think you are being super-sensible and your reasoning is very logical and healthy. And I too like to hear about your peace march stories!
I backslid a little yesterday. I spent 3 hours, no shit, staring blankly out my office window, just chock full of ennui. I got some stuff done, but about 1/8 of things I wanted to do.
I am determined to do better today. I CAN DO THIS.
...right?
...RIGHT.
Do stuff, report back here, get gold stars. Or virtual hairpats, coffee, kittens, fic, makeout sessions or whatever will make you feel encouraged and cheered on.
Laundry is in, I am wrestling with my ancient iTouch (it's too old to install this Mango app for tracking my meds and such, SOB, and it's not available for Android (my phone)yet.
I am going to work on my websites, sweep and mop my office and hallway, plant some herbs in the cute 4 pots Mom got me for Xmas, take a walk, go to Happy Hour yoga with one of my besties at 5 and try out this meditation CD.
And eat. I think maybe I felt like shit because the 'roids nixed my appetite.
My rash is clearing up crazy well! I wonder if I covered my neck rash with gauze pads and duct tape if I could safely dye my hair. It's been 5 months, and it's so freaking depressing looking...
Right! What JZ said!
Another crazed day here. Up and out and back already this morning because I had to drive Bobby to school. He was teaching a friend to drive a stick yesterday and they ran over a parking lot bumper and ripped a slit in his gas tank. Apparently not a tough fix, but puts his vehicle out of commission in the meantime.
Tonight is Bobby's prom. Silly as it is this is fun for me because I never went to mine and his brother didn't go so this is the only one. Instead of renting a tux he is going with a blue blazer, white slacks, and a peach shirt with white collar and cuffs. Now to learn to tie the white bow tie. Thank heaven for YouTube! No date. Apparently a large portion of the class is going in groups of people.
Of course, the usual massive amount of work and stuff to do today. Sigh.