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Yeah I haven't posted, and I don't have time now, but here.




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Goofing Off

Sometimes it just feels good to be allowed to be girly for a while.  Plans for today are to veg out with a friend and watch shoujo anime.  Maybe make some Potato Leek soup. Nothing complicated.

Even With All That Went Wrong...

It was a nice get-together. For the first time we successfully smoked chicken in the offset smoker, and it was incredibly good.  I'm really looking forward to doing it again, and learning how to do other meats.  Pretty much all the food was decent, and the wines were nice, if not ones I would normally drink (one was a chardonnay that was not aged in wood, so it was missing the notes that I enjoy, but made it drinkable for John.)  Gaming after dinner was lots of fun.  The only thing missing was a roaring fire (alas we have no fireplace.)

Never mind that I tried to close the vents on the searing hot firebox with my bare hands.  Or that I twisted my ankle in the kitchen.  Or that, once told to sit down so I didn't do any more damage to myself, my back decided to give out on me.  It was a good evening.  Thank you, everyone, for helping to make last night a success.

Off the Rails

Yeah, I haven't posted in a while.  I haven't done much of anything.  Between sickness and stress, I've been doing little besides playing Sims3 to distract myself.  The house hasn't quite fallen apart yet, but there is a lot that needs to be done.

My biggest problem, right now and throughout my life, is that I do not process stress well.  Set a problem in front of me and my mind starts racing, looking for a solution.  It will sneak in while I'm working, while I'm playing.  It will be in my mind while I'm tossing and turning while seeking sleep, and it will be the first thing in my mind when I wake up.  I will dream of digging, trying to move mountains of dirt that never diminish.  After a few days my hands start to shake.  My body will start to fail, my muscles will ache from constant tension.  Mysterious flickers appear just outside of my field of vision.  I fall into despair.  I become paranoid.  And it just goes downhill from there.

That's kinda where I am now.  So please bear with me.  Hopefully it will all be done by this weekend.

Quarter Past Time

Finally the holidays are over.  It will feel good to get back into a schedule that isn't broken up by parties and social obligations.  Still, there are now a lot more commitments and time-sucking items on my calendar.  Some things...I wonder if it was a good idea to take them on.  But I will put a good face on it and do my best, hopefully without exhausting myself as I did two nights ago - I'm still recovering.  I have to remember that I  have neither the stamina for late hours nor the mental state to deal with intense social stimulation.  I'm going to have to temper my desire to be useful with my known limitations.  Not at all easy.

I'm not behind on my housekeeping, really, but I'm starting early so that tomorrow is not so overwhelming.  If the weather warms up a bit I'm going to schedule a couple of writing hours outside on the patio, just to see what comes out.  I'd really like to get back to my apartment story, and pick apart my one finished NaNo submission to see what can be salvaged.  Maybe even get in 30 minutes of yoga or something.