This week is much too long, and has had way too many triggery things, and I don't like it. And I want to read a book on my Kindle app, but I can't find my iPad charger cord.

Timelies! Do people know Danny Bhoy, the Scottish comedian? Funny guy. I saw him on Saturday, but nearly didn't. I bought the ticket ages ago and had it pinned to my corkboard. That afternoon, I was watching the baseball game and puttering around my place, thinking, I'm sure there's something I'm supposed to be doing tonight.

Oh crap, Danny Bhoy!

Looked at my watch, 7:17pm. Looked at the ticket, 7:30pm. shitshitshit

Fortunately, I was beshowered and beclothed, so I dashed downstairs and hailed a cab, told the cabbie my dilemma. I'll get you there, he says, and proceeded directly into a big traffic jam caused by road closures for the Toronto Marathon, happening the next day.

Doomed, I thought. But we started creeping along, then made Victoria Street, then we were pulling up near the theatre. I prepared to fling myself out of the cab. Check the time, 7:30. Tip the cabbie and _saunter_ into the theatre ahead of half the crowd.

So he gets started with his act, and there are three empty seats right in the front row. Danny says "I wonder if those people are at home, thinking, I'm sure there was something I was supposed to be doing tonight. Maybe we'll pop in a Danny Bhoy dvd!"

Maybe they did.

I have had similar experiences, John. Especially the 'I _know_ there is something...

How nice that you made it. Was it as good as you hoped?

I thought I had dealt with my shit from my childhood (and teens and 20s and and and), but apparently I have not.

Well, you dealt with them for the earlier stages of your life, now you're dealing with how they affect this stage.

Yes, bonny, it was a great laugh. I'm really glad I managed to stir myself from my weekend stupor, even if just in the nick of time. Plus, the ticket was $50. I'm not sure I'd be allowed in to see another Scottish comedian if I had been so wasteful with money.

I managed to miss a Scottish dinner with Diana Gabaldon that I'd been super eager to attend by forgetting about it until the next day. It was awesome.

(Spoiler: it was not awesome.)

I am not sure how official this is (they asked today, I answered, no paperwork has been done and they may or may not need to post the job externally for official purposes), but I appear to have agreed to become the house coordinator for one of the three houses I work at as a Direct Support Professional. Incidentally, I am also one of seven people in the entire company all over the state to have been accepted to the company's mentoring program for people who want to pursue national credentialing for Direct Care Professionals.

I know that I can do this work well. What I am not certain of is whether it will leave me with any energy for anything outside of work.

Oh, esse.. yeah. Awesome would be the thing that was not.

I'm glad you made it, John. A good laugh is just the thing some nights.

Yay remembering in the nick of time, John!

Esse, that sucks.

I went to meet my friend for trivia, and he'd invited a couple friends, but then they bailed, and then it was the same trivia host as a couple weeks ago who was AWFUL and SLOW (kept interrupting herself and talked suuuuuuper slow, so it took forever). We made it to the second round, decided we didn't know enough of the answers, and gave up. Went for a long walk, so that at least felt good, even if it probably didn't burn off the basket of tater tots.

Just saw Hamilton in Chicago and had ALLLLLLL THE FEEEEEEEELS. Now I have a crying headache and I'm sad that it's over.