I’m drinking water, which is not the most effective solution chemistry-wise, but I don’t really have anything else that sounds palatable. I’ve made the mistake of being so hungry yesterday and not eating protein or anything that today I thought I could somehow make up for it all at once. Not really a great idea.
Today’s been pretty productive for a while, anyway. We got a shredder! So I’m getting ready to just run some mail through that’s been sitting around and waiting for just that treatment. Also, we got lunch and the hot and spicy spices of the lunch plus my weird craving for very cold Starbucks (it was not quite cold enough or I didn’t drink it fast enough despite pounding it down like a son of a bitch) is what’s causing me the intestinal distress I’m suffering right now. That and my own stupidity regarding food lately. I just feel very porous, if that’s a way one can feel. Obviously, it must be.
I do want to apologize for yesterday’s exercise in non compos mentis. I don’t know exactly where my head was at, but it filled up my social bar to overflowing and it was great to just skype with my friends and feel like this was the only worthwhile thing in the world. We stayed up till nearly 2:00am, bullshitting and planning deviant and fantastically terrible plans.
But that hasn’t ruined today’s very serious, organizational, infrastructure-investing plans. We did get the front room in order and we bought actual things for actual cleaning today and not just more cubicles and folders that are going to add to the crap that have to be cleaned up even though we think we’re going to sit down and organize our lives into cubicles and folders all in one quick go. Let me tell you from all my lengthy experience that never, ever happens. So instead, we’ve got stuff to clean the carpet, the shredder, some wipes for the bathroom, etc, etc, tmi, tmi. I vacuumed! I’ll send more missives from the war on decadence and laziness once I get myself back on the front lines.
For posterity’s sake, I’ll leave this here so that it might trigger some further memory of the dream I had last night. I dreamed that I was hanging out with this other couple and they were going to introduce me to to this guy but I saw him from across the weird dreamscape area we were in and it was like WELL, HEY, YOU, PERSON MADE JUST FOR ME. It was pretty much obnoxious, pda, love at first sight glory until I startled awake and like smoke, this nameless person left me with barely memory to commemorate his passing. It was a warm dream, and that disturbs me a little bit, because warm dreams have this terrible ability to come true.