Ok. Donations done. Petco achieved. Fro-yo decided against. I kinda don't want to go home but I don't want to spend more money. Don't know if CJ will be home for dinner, so I'm stymied on dinner plans.
Natter 72: We Were Unprepared for This
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Pedicure/lunch outing with my friend was quite enjoyable, of course, despite/because-of her clingy attention-hogging adorable 6-year-old daughter. She was being such a brat, and I couldn't help laughing at her.
mom mom mommy mom mom WHAT what did I look like when I was born? STOP INTERRUPTING but was I bald? mom mom
I bookmarked the bunny page in case I ever lose my mind and get a bunny. My BFF loves bunnies.
I had a whole plan today, and it basically fell apart--I was going to get up, go to the movies down by the mall, go shopping for patio furniture, come home, and then go to the dance lessons and dance after. And work out at some point.
Instead I woke up early, didn't hear from either of the people supposed to go to the movies with me, so went to a slightly later movie downtown, instead of by the mall, and then talked to my brother for a while after, which meant by the time I was on the road towards the mall, I realized I only had about 2 hours before I had to leave for the dance lessons. So I turned around and went to Goodwill, got home and could've scrambled for the dance lessons, started to, scarfed down food, and then said screw it and will just go to the dance instead.
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You ok Polgara?
Sorry for the delete. Stupid melodramatic ranty stuff. My stepbro died yesterday, and I'm conflicted on stuff, but he's a public-ish figure, so I shouldn't really put anything "out there". Hence the delete.
I figured it might have something to do with that.
I saw the full post, Polgara. It's hard when feelings are complicated. Especially when there's nowhere you can really talk about them and work them out.
Don't mind me, I just have to call my therapist.
Oh Polgara, I am so so sorry. Please feel free to call or email me if you need a sounding board. Believe you me, I know what it's like to lose someone and be left with mostly conflicted feelings and no straightforward path to mourn. Happy to be an ear, or hey, maybe an invite out for a drink and a bit of distraction. Either way.