Pizza Treat: no Fearless Tacs today
Yesterday, Trish had an appointment with Charlene Upstairs, so we headed on over to the Perky Pam Layout about 9:30. When we arrived, we played War; a quick game that I won. Then Trish played solitaire, up until her appointment time. Once she left, I played Pyramid & Free Cell on the old computer. We had Indian tacos & cinnamon rolls for lunch, a rather doughy meal.
Car-girl was there, & said she was finishing a paper that day, so I told her that I'd sacrifice my TA so that she could finish it. & then we had to split to waste some time: Trish had an appointment with Voc Rehab at 2:00, so she watched the first part of her Aerosmith DVD, while I squeaked clean in the bathtub. When we got there, the councellor said that it's a grey area; that Voc Rehab is there to find a job for you, not to keep it, but she'd have to inquire.
We finally left, around time for Trish's TA, which Car-girl called & cancelled, saying she was sick. Well, it's not a Blanket-man sickness, but it was enough to make Trish paranoid. She took a nap, so that she wouldn't be Cranky Bear, & I got on the phone. The woman at Voc Rehab had told us that we could get rides thru Medicaid. First, I tried Medicaid transport; they denied it; then, I called Medicaid, & 411 gave us a wrong number. Medicaid told us there's a program called Essentials for Employment, that would be able to help Trish with her cab rides (possibly), so we have to call back during office hours.
Trish & I didn't really feel like supper until 7:00, when we had the leftover spaghetti. In the meantime, she worked on dishes & cleaning. I'd started the laundry, a super load, & Trish dryed it.
She read "Relayer" until bedtime. I'm not certain how much of her criticism will be useful, but since I'm not sending the story back out in its current form -- I'm rewriting & Crittering it -- I want to send the story to Dion.
Trish particularly liked the lesbian characters; I suppose that this is because of Willow (from Buffy). They got in there perfectly by accident. When I took the story out of screenplay format, I substituted the crew of the Darwin, the ship in Arn. Since one draft of Arn was done while manic, I put a lot of lesbian sex into it (hypersexuality symptom), so after I threw that version in the trash, the next had a token lesbian in it. This story adds a partner.
I slept fairly soundly, once Trish finished exasperating VADIS. I only took 2 temazapam, which is good: I don't want to get hooked on them.
Today is the day Trish is driving us out to Pizza Hut for lunch. We have to cash our checks from Karen first, then she wants to leave around 1/4 til, in order to avoid the cars in the parking lot. She also wants us to wait until the parking lot is cleared out, before leaving, so Kristy will have to serve us both plenty of pop. I probably will need 3 temazapam tonight. I just hope, & pray to an Unknown god, that everything will be safe, with Trish's driving. I'm also hoping/praying that we'll find her a way to get out to work during the winter.
Other than that, this is just a typical day off. I slept in until 6:00, but probably won't be able to begin work anew on "Relayer" this morning, as the alarm rings in 15 minutes.
I love my Bumble Bee Girl.
Car-girl was there, & said she was finishing a paper that day, so I told her that I'd sacrifice my TA so that she could finish it. & then we had to split to waste some time: Trish had an appointment with Voc Rehab at 2:00, so she watched the first part of her Aerosmith DVD, while I squeaked clean in the bathtub. When we got there, the councellor said that it's a grey area; that Voc Rehab is there to find a job for you, not to keep it, but she'd have to inquire.
We finally left, around time for Trish's TA, which Car-girl called & cancelled, saying she was sick. Well, it's not a Blanket-man sickness, but it was enough to make Trish paranoid. She took a nap, so that she wouldn't be Cranky Bear, & I got on the phone. The woman at Voc Rehab had told us that we could get rides thru Medicaid. First, I tried Medicaid transport; they denied it; then, I called Medicaid, & 411 gave us a wrong number. Medicaid told us there's a program called Essentials for Employment, that would be able to help Trish with her cab rides (possibly), so we have to call back during office hours.
Trish & I didn't really feel like supper until 7:00, when we had the leftover spaghetti. In the meantime, she worked on dishes & cleaning. I'd started the laundry, a super load, & Trish dryed it.
She read "Relayer" until bedtime. I'm not certain how much of her criticism will be useful, but since I'm not sending the story back out in its current form -- I'm rewriting & Crittering it -- I want to send the story to Dion.
Trish particularly liked the lesbian characters; I suppose that this is because of Willow (from Buffy). They got in there perfectly by accident. When I took the story out of screenplay format, I substituted the crew of the Darwin, the ship in Arn. Since one draft of Arn was done while manic, I put a lot of lesbian sex into it (hypersexuality symptom), so after I threw that version in the trash, the next had a token lesbian in it. This story adds a partner.
I slept fairly soundly, once Trish finished exasperating VADIS. I only took 2 temazapam, which is good: I don't want to get hooked on them.
Today is the day Trish is driving us out to Pizza Hut for lunch. We have to cash our checks from Karen first, then she wants to leave around 1/4 til, in order to avoid the cars in the parking lot. She also wants us to wait until the parking lot is cleared out, before leaving, so Kristy will have to serve us both plenty of pop. I probably will need 3 temazapam tonight. I just hope, & pray to an Unknown god, that everything will be safe, with Trish's driving. I'm also hoping/praying that we'll find her a way to get out to work during the winter.
Other than that, this is just a typical day off. I slept in until 6:00, but probably won't be able to begin work anew on "Relayer" this morning, as the alarm rings in 15 minutes.
I love my Bumble Bee Girl.
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