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+ 0 - 1 | § Seriously, wtf

Somewhere between confused and depressed, I had to happy-face yesterday.  Not really an issue at work today, where they're all introverts-  They only pay attention if you ask them to.  Yesterday, friends I hadn't seen in too long-  two of them, independant of eachother.  Couldn't raincheck.  Couldn't be miserable.  Dug deep and remembered how to be a duck on the pond.

Today, though...  Compound the chemical washout with relationship woes, toss in potential food poisoning at a bad taco place and possibly an eye infection caught from the boss.  Chop up some anxiety, add half a stick of angst, and throw a heaping fuckspoon of murphy's law on top.  Pour it all into a monday, and cook me 'till I look done.

-Alex

+ 0 - 1 | § Weekends

Yesterday was Paul's birthday party.

Got high, ate really good waffles.  Got high, played lasertag.  Got high, ate dinner.

You might have noticed a recurring theme.  Yeah, I said "ate".  Twice.

It was a really good day, the world had been starting to bear down on me in the deay-today, so it was nice to disappear for several hours and...  eat a lot. 

Today, however, is heinous and bad.  Capital B, corresponding "ad".  Sort of hate the timing.  Not because it kills a weekend or any lame reason like that, but I feel like my ability to process it all has been damaged by yesterday's festivities.  It feels wholly wrong that way, it's pretty significant, but I'm 5 steps behind, and expected to provide feedback.  All I know is that I'm sad on a large, familier scale, but I don't really have the energy to describe it right now.  I just... I dunno.  Cue the power penguin, I guess.

-Alex