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sorcyressApparently when the heat gets turned on, my room gets amazingly warm.
Like, I woke up (admittedly after having slept next to Sparr, who is the warmest boyfriend) and was just lying there on the bed, sweating and unable to cool down. I'm really quite impressed!
Anyways, here are some things that have happened since the last time I actually managed to write my words:
*I came home from the wedding! Yayyyy for visiting Kateface, for late night drives, and for hitting up all the rest stops for Munzees! (Of course, I shared my meager accomplishments with mom who retaliated by pointing out that she'd had a 14k day. There are some small advantages to living in Texas, and being near the start of Munz is one of them.)
*I spent Columbus Day doing basically nothing. I think my total sum accomplishments were bringing my luggage inside from the car. Not unpacking or anything, just physically bringing the bags up to my room. This was not great, but I do deserve an emotional day of rest, right?
*I was hit with the most exhausting and draining cold I have had in a *long* time. This involved a significant amount of snot coming out of my face (Ughhhhhhh) and an equally significant amount of sleeping. Just...most of what I've been doing for the last week is sleeping as much as possible while still going to work.
*Then on Thursday! Thursday when the cold was basically peaking, in terms of misery! Thursday when I went nannying for Rbeast! I finished nannying and found that my parked bicycle had been smashed all to bloody hell and just UGHHHHHHHH. I am unthrilled.
(Okay, so, the back wheel is unusable, but the frame might have escaped damage --I'm going to take a closer look today, and send all the relevant photos and stuff to my mechanic.
Also, I called my renter's insurance to be all "I know you don't handle this but..." and their response was "no, actually, that's a hundred percent what we handle." So that part's good. Either my bike will be less damaged than my $250 deductible, at which point I may choose not to use insurance and may do just in case of other emergency, or my bike will be smashed way the fuck over my deductible (if there is serious frame damage) at which point USAA is buying me a new bike, and that's pretty kind of them.
Yeah. Fucking hit and run car assholes can rot.
*Anywho, I have not yet called my mechanic in part because I know damn well he's off camping in the woods in Connecticut this weekend, but mostly because late Thursday night...Sparr arrived!! He's been visiting all weekend for what is probably the most chill weekend we've had together since we lived in the same place. It's been just days of stretching out alongside and atop each other, playing video games and chatting and showing each other things.
That's a thing I miss a lot. I miss the sex, and I miss the body warmth from sleeping alone (although see above note about having awesome insulation in this house --although we'll see if it's the same effectiveness when I am not leaving the door closed full time to keep the cat out) and I miss a million little things --I miss him, certainly-- but I miss just having someone around to be easy with, to do parallel play with while cuddling. I should cuddle my roommates more, Laura doesn't seem adverse to physical touch and Triona encourages it.
We went out for lunch on Saturday and ice cream on Sunday, we hung with a handful of people I quite like and don't get to see much (Kas! Al!), and Saturday night we went candlepin bowling --me for the very first time. This involved hanging out in a completely different social setting with a sometimes work-friend of mine (who has a secret different name when he's doing this sort of thing that I don't always remember). It was cool! I suck at candlepin, but not any worse than I do typical bowling, and my arms hurt less the next day. (Managed to substantially twinge my left hip though...)
This weekend I also met a nice woman going through a shitty time who is going to be our new housemate --it sucks that she is dealing with a separation/divorce, but weirdly convenient that it's happening just after Triona decides to scramble.
So that's me! Feeling better, and able to start throwing myself back into doing my habitica tasks and the like. Tuesday upcoming is the Boring Dance Meeting, and speaking of dance, I have to program November and December's beginner classes and social hours.
Be well, friends!
~Sor
MOOP!
(postscript: I have not forgotten about the character meme, and do plan to get back to it and maybe even catch up on the backlog. Just...not tonight.)
Like, I woke up (admittedly after having slept next to Sparr, who is the warmest boyfriend) and was just lying there on the bed, sweating and unable to cool down. I'm really quite impressed!
Anyways, here are some things that have happened since the last time I actually managed to write my words:
*I came home from the wedding! Yayyyy for visiting Kateface, for late night drives, and for hitting up all the rest stops for Munzees! (Of course, I shared my meager accomplishments with mom who retaliated by pointing out that she'd had a 14k day. There are some small advantages to living in Texas, and being near the start of Munz is one of them.)
*I spent Columbus Day doing basically nothing. I think my total sum accomplishments were bringing my luggage inside from the car. Not unpacking or anything, just physically bringing the bags up to my room. This was not great, but I do deserve an emotional day of rest, right?
*I was hit with the most exhausting and draining cold I have had in a *long* time. This involved a significant amount of snot coming out of my face (Ughhhhhhh) and an equally significant amount of sleeping. Just...most of what I've been doing for the last week is sleeping as much as possible while still going to work.
*Then on Thursday! Thursday when the cold was basically peaking, in terms of misery! Thursday when I went nannying for Rbeast! I finished nannying and found that my parked bicycle had been smashed all to bloody hell and just UGHHHHHHHH. I am unthrilled.
(Okay, so, the back wheel is unusable, but the frame might have escaped damage --I'm going to take a closer look today, and send all the relevant photos and stuff to my mechanic.
Also, I called my renter's insurance to be all "I know you don't handle this but..." and their response was "no, actually, that's a hundred percent what we handle." So that part's good. Either my bike will be less damaged than my $250 deductible, at which point I may choose not to use insurance and may do just in case of other emergency, or my bike will be smashed way the fuck over my deductible (if there is serious frame damage) at which point USAA is buying me a new bike, and that's pretty kind of them.
Yeah. Fucking hit and run car assholes can rot.
*Anywho, I have not yet called my mechanic in part because I know damn well he's off camping in the woods in Connecticut this weekend, but mostly because late Thursday night...Sparr arrived!! He's been visiting all weekend for what is probably the most chill weekend we've had together since we lived in the same place. It's been just days of stretching out alongside and atop each other, playing video games and chatting and showing each other things.
That's a thing I miss a lot. I miss the sex, and I miss the body warmth from sleeping alone (although see above note about having awesome insulation in this house --although we'll see if it's the same effectiveness when I am not leaving the door closed full time to keep the cat out) and I miss a million little things --I miss him, certainly-- but I miss just having someone around to be easy with, to do parallel play with while cuddling. I should cuddle my roommates more, Laura doesn't seem adverse to physical touch and Triona encourages it.
We went out for lunch on Saturday and ice cream on Sunday, we hung with a handful of people I quite like and don't get to see much (Kas! Al!), and Saturday night we went candlepin bowling --me for the very first time. This involved hanging out in a completely different social setting with a sometimes work-friend of mine (who has a secret different name when he's doing this sort of thing that I don't always remember). It was cool! I suck at candlepin, but not any worse than I do typical bowling, and my arms hurt less the next day. (Managed to substantially twinge my left hip though...)
This weekend I also met a nice woman going through a shitty time who is going to be our new housemate --it sucks that she is dealing with a separation/divorce, but weirdly convenient that it's happening just after Triona decides to scramble.
So that's me! Feeling better, and able to start throwing myself back into doing my habitica tasks and the like. Tuesday upcoming is the Boring Dance Meeting, and speaking of dance, I have to program November and December's beginner classes and social hours.
Be well, friends!
~Sor
MOOP!
(postscript: I have not forgotten about the character meme, and do plan to get back to it and maybe even catch up on the backlog. Just...not tonight.)
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on 2016-10-17 01:27 pm (UTC)Yay, feeling better! I have a tale or two about that but I don't think my hands are up to typing it and besides it'll just ADD you to distraction >.>
But! If you happen to find yourself in the need of a Level 90 Rogue in Habitica, I'm your ferret! All my previous party people have wandered off so I have no one to do Quests with *does big sad ferret eyes at DarlySor*
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on 2016-11-05 04:47 pm (UTC)None of us are anywhere near level 90, but that's okay --we're already a pretty wide range.
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on 2016-10-18 07:26 pm (UTC)Happy to hear things are going well-ish!
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on 2016-11-05 05:06 pm (UTC)