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...lessee...

Friday night, i was beat by the time i got home from work, and receiving my cards in the mail just knocked even more wind out of my system; i stayed on the couch, just a little bit above functioning, till after 8:30. of course, the nausea i was having, after having had a plateful of buckwheat, was not helping. in trying to find a food that caused my throat to gag least, i finally ate the apple sauce i bought for a camping trip a summer or two ago. in situations like that, i wish it could be possible to know whether whatever i was doing to try and help the problem (eating, in this case) actually helped, or if it was clearing up on its own.

i finally got myself into something resembling gear a bit after 9, and headed to the club a little after 11. it was mad crowded in there. overall, i had a good night, and the spike of a bad mood i had didn't last more than an hour.

Saturday, i got brunch with [livejournal.com profile] sol3, [livejournal.com profile] zerokey and [livejournal.com profile] goat, and sequestered myself to homework. despite not starting until 3:30, i managed to get the reading done and the paper 98% written, which took off a load of stress.

for some reason, i woke up for good around 10am yesterday. i curled up in the living room for the first hours of the day, watching random tv [livejournal.com profile] gaelen had on and then the last castle, which i had a lot of issues with.
then, [livejournal.com profile] lachesis dropped by for a bit, and [livejournal.com profile] sol3 and i went to go run some shopping errands, which got me an everyday and a bm purse, a pair of silk pants, a little bratop and a sarong. we then managed to practice-pitch the bm tent [livejournal.com profile] ectropy loaned us (thank you!) within 15 minutes or so (playa dust is very different from what both of us expected it to be like).

today is supposed to be a big day at work. today, i hand in that godawful paper. today, i still feel overwhelmed by the amount of things on my plate. i feel like i'm dropping balls left and right, because i'm looking into the air to count them while they're in flight, and not noticing when they come down.
i think its time to make a written, checkable, to do list.
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