just another manic Sunday
Saturday, life returned to normal after my colonoscopy -- save that Trish expressed suicidal thought twice in 2 days, & fuck Scientology: it's not from her "addictive experimental antidepressants (they ruin lives)", though the skinny dog would probably make such a claim. The problem is her high anxiety level, & that can be treated medically & not fucked up Scientological vitamins. Scientology has killed a lot of innocent, naive people. www.scientology-kills.org used to be pretty good at exposing abuses of Scientology, but they had their teeth pulled by Scientology lawyers.
So anyway, we had our breakfast, & most of Trish's eating disorder has gone away. We finished our pancakes at approximately the same time, then sat down for her to drink her share of the coffee. When I get up before she does I usually drink 1/2 pot iced, then leave the rest to her. Then she asked if I'd get mad if she told me something. She said, "suicide", because Joe had called her a success story, which puts pressure on her. I suggested calling Karen, who didn't answer, so Trish drove to work anyway. After she called from Pizza Hut, I went ahead & called Karen. I told her what Trish had said, & she said, if Trish has a plan, we can get her to BH, otherwise, tell her everyone has moments when they feel like quitting.
Including me. I wanted to write, but I keep having anxiety over it, because of my failing vision. So I wrote a letter to Hope. I had to write it in a giant font, but I had so much fun doing it that I worked on "Astronomy Domine" after my lunch of a peanut butter sandwich, macaroni salad, & jell-o. I think that the story's basically complete, though I want to add something about Democritean physics at the beginning.
When Trish got home from work, she parked perfectly, save for a little bit of coaching from me. She took her shower while I listened to Retro-Active, played a few games on the poker machine, & read a couple pages of Destroyer. We ordered out a lasagna pizza from work, & Trish gave Bridget a big tip, which was good, as Bridget had been sort of causing Trish to get riled up at work over when she could go home. She wants to be with her sweet Pookie Bear a little too badly.
We watched Buffy after I finished my bath. This time, Willow caused mass amnesia, & her addiction to magic grew. I let Trish watch Buffy 'cause it's very comforting to her. Take 2 people romantic: we watched it all the time when we were dating. We finally ate the rest of the jell-o & went to bed.
This morning (Sunday) I woke up at 6:00, like usual. Trish is planning to walk to work as the Lutheran Church is having a block party & she doesn't want to lose her parking spot. I wish that she felt more confident in her driving. She knows how to do it, she's just got the copper jitters.
What I really want to be doing right now is another edit of Mindstorm. Using the preditors&editors page, I've already submitted one query to an agent there, but want to hold off on any more until after I've re-made/re-modelled the thing. This should only take a couple weeks, once I start. Perhaps this afternoon, once I'm finished with "Astronomy Domine", I'll look at Ch.1. It's going to be different from the iUniverse version, which I'm not even mentioning, as it's probably a negative-credit. Monday also might be a good time to work on it. Tuesday's both shot day & Car-girl, so that's out.
I should also add that I called Ted last nite. He had made it home safe from vacation a week ago, he just had been busy. Therefore, he'd never had time to finish TC, but I've already got something at Analog, so there's no big hurry.
The RCC is having their parish picnic in the park today, so I may wander over for a burger. Other than that, things should be back to normal.
So anyway, we had our breakfast, & most of Trish's eating disorder has gone away. We finished our pancakes at approximately the same time, then sat down for her to drink her share of the coffee. When I get up before she does I usually drink 1/2 pot iced, then leave the rest to her. Then she asked if I'd get mad if she told me something. She said, "suicide", because Joe had called her a success story, which puts pressure on her. I suggested calling Karen, who didn't answer, so Trish drove to work anyway. After she called from Pizza Hut, I went ahead & called Karen. I told her what Trish had said, & she said, if Trish has a plan, we can get her to BH, otherwise, tell her everyone has moments when they feel like quitting.
Including me. I wanted to write, but I keep having anxiety over it, because of my failing vision. So I wrote a letter to Hope. I had to write it in a giant font, but I had so much fun doing it that I worked on "Astronomy Domine" after my lunch of a peanut butter sandwich, macaroni salad, & jell-o. I think that the story's basically complete, though I want to add something about Democritean physics at the beginning.
When Trish got home from work, she parked perfectly, save for a little bit of coaching from me. She took her shower while I listened to Retro-Active, played a few games on the poker machine, & read a couple pages of Destroyer. We ordered out a lasagna pizza from work, & Trish gave Bridget a big tip, which was good, as Bridget had been sort of causing Trish to get riled up at work over when she could go home. She wants to be with her sweet Pookie Bear a little too badly.
We watched Buffy after I finished my bath. This time, Willow caused mass amnesia, & her addiction to magic grew. I let Trish watch Buffy 'cause it's very comforting to her. Take 2 people romantic: we watched it all the time when we were dating. We finally ate the rest of the jell-o & went to bed.
This morning (Sunday) I woke up at 6:00, like usual. Trish is planning to walk to work as the Lutheran Church is having a block party & she doesn't want to lose her parking spot. I wish that she felt more confident in her driving. She knows how to do it, she's just got the copper jitters.
What I really want to be doing right now is another edit of Mindstorm. Using the preditors&editors page, I've already submitted one query to an agent there, but want to hold off on any more until after I've re-made/re-modelled the thing. This should only take a couple weeks, once I start. Perhaps this afternoon, once I'm finished with "Astronomy Domine", I'll look at Ch.1. It's going to be different from the iUniverse version, which I'm not even mentioning, as it's probably a negative-credit. Monday also might be a good time to work on it. Tuesday's both shot day & Car-girl, so that's out.
I should also add that I called Ted last nite. He had made it home safe from vacation a week ago, he just had been busy. Therefore, he'd never had time to finish TC, but I've already got something at Analog, so there's no big hurry.
The RCC is having their parish picnic in the park today, so I may wander over for a burger. Other than that, things should be back to normal.
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