Tuesday, before & beyond
Tuesday brought with it some good news: Trish is going back to work. Following a Sunday of nothing but watching the boob tube & a Saturday walk to the bread store -- punctuated by a street gang trying to act "friendly" toward me -- the foot doctor took out the stitches, put a little ointment on it, then wrote up a slip to take to Pizza Hut so she can squirt Bridget again.
Car-girl gave us the ride to & back from the Invisible Clinic, then to Pizza Hut & then the bank to take out car insurance money. (Karen still hasn't done budget. She's harvesting the winter wheat.) Since Trish (& I) had an appointment with Charlene Upstairs (Charlene Downstairs was on the computer when we arrived) we went to the Layout to hang out until Trish needed to see her therapist. Cheri started to become a little bitchy about lunch -- "The people who were here at 10:00 get to eat first"; we were there at 5 after. Turns out the Layout is going camping out in the Iron Claw Mountains, in Bear Creek Park. I wouldn't have gone anyway, without a book or means to read it -- I forgot to mention my new trifocals, which allow me to read a little better, but it still takes a magnifying glass.
Trish's appointment with Charlene went well. She focussed mostly on Trish, but did allow me to interject a few statements. The main problem is that Trish is having a lot of anxiety over work & driving. Charlene decided that Trish should make up a list of new activities for Trish to do to engage her mind when she's knowing savage dread. Since Charlene advised reading, after eating Cheri's cardboard pizza we stopped at the library & Trish picked up CJ Cherryh's latest.
Car-girl called about 10 'til 1:00 for our TA, so Trish took off at the same time to pay the insurance bill & buy some grosh. I think I've finally impressed on her that milk is more important than Diet Max with Lime & Gatorade.
So Car-girl & I arrived at Bi-Mart, where I mostly wanted to pick up some canned fruit. They had pineapple for 99 cents a can, so I grabbed a few, then saw some coffee on sale & added that to the shopping cart. When I wanted to continue to the Noncorean-less Buckadingdong Store, though, Car-girl admitted to being very sick, so I just grabbed my canned fruit (2fer1), then came straight home. About that time I had a bizarre cognitive experience & had to take a Xanax & fuck the skinny dog. Trish mostly just read while I sat in the copilot's chair & listened to my awesome & real atomic homemade speakers.
Hope called. She claims she's manic & fuck Scientology. She agrees with me, going without sleep for the first week is fun, then you kind of reach the point where you wish your sleeping pills would kick in. Hope has been a good friend for many years now & I'm hoping they can treat her illness with some Scientology-fucking medication. Fuck the Scooby Club, too, while I'm at it.
We finally fixed leftover sketti for supper & then watched Dark Angel, which we'd taped the night before. Right before bedtime we listened to the first Roxy Music album on vinyl. We snuggled up with Snuggle Uppagus & then I woke up at 5:00 in the morning again. Perhaps I'm going thru a mood swing. If it reaches the point where I crave sleep I'll take 3 instead of 2 temazapam.
I'm looking forward today to working on "Relayer". The ending is all new & without bookmarks so I can write while refreshed, but I think that I'll go back to the beginning today. I'm in no rush cuz Stan still has "Astronomy Domine". If he returns it "Relayer" goes straight to Critters; straight to an MPC. We'll just have to wait & see what happens when the mailman comes today.
Car-girl gave us the ride to & back from the Invisible Clinic, then to Pizza Hut & then the bank to take out car insurance money. (Karen still hasn't done budget. She's harvesting the winter wheat.) Since Trish (& I) had an appointment with Charlene Upstairs (Charlene Downstairs was on the computer when we arrived) we went to the Layout to hang out until Trish needed to see her therapist. Cheri started to become a little bitchy about lunch -- "The people who were here at 10:00 get to eat first"; we were there at 5 after. Turns out the Layout is going camping out in the Iron Claw Mountains, in Bear Creek Park. I wouldn't have gone anyway, without a book or means to read it -- I forgot to mention my new trifocals, which allow me to read a little better, but it still takes a magnifying glass.
Trish's appointment with Charlene went well. She focussed mostly on Trish, but did allow me to interject a few statements. The main problem is that Trish is having a lot of anxiety over work & driving. Charlene decided that Trish should make up a list of new activities for Trish to do to engage her mind when she's knowing savage dread. Since Charlene advised reading, after eating Cheri's cardboard pizza we stopped at the library & Trish picked up CJ Cherryh's latest.
Car-girl called about 10 'til 1:00 for our TA, so Trish took off at the same time to pay the insurance bill & buy some grosh. I think I've finally impressed on her that milk is more important than Diet Max with Lime & Gatorade.
So Car-girl & I arrived at Bi-Mart, where I mostly wanted to pick up some canned fruit. They had pineapple for 99 cents a can, so I grabbed a few, then saw some coffee on sale & added that to the shopping cart. When I wanted to continue to the Noncorean-less Buckadingdong Store, though, Car-girl admitted to being very sick, so I just grabbed my canned fruit (2fer1), then came straight home. About that time I had a bizarre cognitive experience & had to take a Xanax & fuck the skinny dog. Trish mostly just read while I sat in the copilot's chair & listened to my awesome & real atomic homemade speakers.
Hope called. She claims she's manic & fuck Scientology. She agrees with me, going without sleep for the first week is fun, then you kind of reach the point where you wish your sleeping pills would kick in. Hope has been a good friend for many years now & I'm hoping they can treat her illness with some Scientology-fucking medication. Fuck the Scooby Club, too, while I'm at it.
We finally fixed leftover sketti for supper & then watched Dark Angel, which we'd taped the night before. Right before bedtime we listened to the first Roxy Music album on vinyl. We snuggled up with Snuggle Uppagus & then I woke up at 5:00 in the morning again. Perhaps I'm going thru a mood swing. If it reaches the point where I crave sleep I'll take 3 instead of 2 temazapam.
I'm looking forward today to working on "Relayer". The ending is all new & without bookmarks so I can write while refreshed, but I think that I'll go back to the beginning today. I'm in no rush cuz Stan still has "Astronomy Domine". If he returns it "Relayer" goes straight to Critters; straight to an MPC. We'll just have to wait & see what happens when the mailman comes today.
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