I just have to get to the 13th. I just have to get to the 13th. I just have to get to the 13th. I just have to get to the 13th.
I'm not entirely convinced my mom won't show up this weekend. Really, really had to just talk her out of it. I do miserable alone best, I don't need another person to worry about, my friends nearby can check on me and if I need a lot more help than anticipated, there are enough of them to cover it.
It'd be out of character for her to ignore my unequivocal DON'Ts, but then I've never had surgery before.
Ooof Sarameg so much settle-down until the 13th for your parts.
Seconding a better ratio for a Jesse.
Sarameg I hope the 13h comes quickly for your sake.
There is a strange stairwell at work with one set of stairs wrapped around another such that you can't get from the third floor to a useful part of the first floor without either going through a rehearsal room on the second floor to switch staircases or... climb the railings. I'm relatively long legged so I have been known to go over the railings a time or two. Today must have been the first time I've done it while carrying a box though. I may have stretched something a liiiiiitle too far. Ow.
aurelia, that sounds like a fire hazard. And truly weird.
Yeah, I will try to remind myself of potential badness. Partly my concern is im really bad at hiding my feelings. So I worry the friend will pick up on it and awkward will ensue. But also because this is a friend and someone I like as a person, I want to hang out and have fun with them and not like, stop being friends! (Only hanging out in a group is one step but...apparently not enough, as there was some cuddling on the couch while watching movies that I should've not done)
Cuddling IS nice!! And I feel like I've only recently got a group of friends again where we are more cuddly? I feel like it's depressing how little human touch single adults get. And that's probably part of why I am starting to crush, though.
We're social animals! We need some consensual not-necessarily-sexed-up touching!
Before my alarm went off this morning (oh, 6:45AM meeting, je despise vous), I was having a dream where someone was illustrating something with a math concept, but (our) Hillary was sitting next to me and making frustrated noises until the person stopped and let her explain it correctly.
Fancy cocktails with Jesse definitely helped my ratio!
There were no cheese or pickles, but it was still good!
Thanks to Lee on Facebook, I am now looking up Caribbean vacations...
