working out only minimally improved my mood. I’m having a hard time again. bad hormones, a bit of post-traumatic stress…and some good old-fashioned angst. and we’ve really got to move things around in this house!
discovered last week: Sluggy Freelance,
discovered last week: Sluggy Freelance, by way of Not My Desk. massively funny & disturbing – really only makes sense when read from the beginning. warning: will suck away all your free time.
these two Slate features brought
these two Slate features brought that thought back into my mind:
America’s Other Litter Problem
Cartoonists on cloning
why is that the same
on the road to Gig
a warm sleepy afternoon. I’m
mmmm…warm jeans….
in kind of a cleaning
in kind of a cleaning frenzy mood. I actually scrubbed down all the kitchen surfaces…some last night & some this morning. plus I’m doing laundry and trying to get this computer set up properly. I couldn’t get Opera to install properly. 🙁
but I’m doing better – tired, and still a little trembly, but better.
I feel a little better
I feel a little better this morning – tho I think I’m coming down with a cold.
Chad came home early this morning after crashing (no pun intended) at a friend’s in Oly last night. he was sleepy, and hadn’t noticed the car, but I told him what happened. we talked a bit, and he was very understanding.
maddy is being very insistant about getting her breakfast this morning. but there’s no cat food in the house, and I’m feeling a little hesitant to go to the store. maybe after the jeans go thru the dryer….
she called me right back,
she called me right back, and we talked for a bit. Kat is a really good friend.
as is Matt. it sort of reminded me of talking to Grey when I’m really upset – I don’t know if he was at all comfortable dealing with me when I was that freaked out. I couldn’t stop crying – I couldn’t get any words out…even when I wasn’t crying.
and then I just felt *bleh* the whole afternoon. little bursts – bits of conversation, laughter even – but underneath it all….
hey, but I’m alive, right? I guess that’s what matters. the rest of it will get worked out, one way or another.