Chris

* Whoof, I am still tired.  I have been fuzzy-tired all day.  Donating blood didn't really help.

* I had a dream that I was dreaming, then I woke up next to rosefox and I was telling her my dream, and then I woke up for real and was absurdly lonely.  Goodness.  Thankfully, she was on IM, and is generally not inclined towards mocking me when I feel that way.

* I really think part of my straight-facedness comes from having a brain that enjoys doom but is not sold on the idea.  Today's case in point: I was convinced both that Josh was laughing at me with his friends and considering leaving me and that I was utterly and completely full of shit.  I can't always let that doom out - it gets wicked tiring for the other person.  Hell, it's wicked tiring for me.  So I put on my game face and sent a text message saying something like, "I miss you! You should come over. :)"

He of course responded that he wants to see me, that he misses me terribly, and this whole "one whole week without seeing each other" thing is total horseshit and needs to be rectified post-haste.

You'd think I'd learn, but then you wouldn't be me.

* A more reasonable question would be, "How do I get anything done with this much doom in my head?"

* I continue to log purchases in my spreadsheet.  Which is how I could justify getting sweaters.  Once both checks clear and I get my bus pass for the next month, I'll get a haircut.

* While it's cheaper to buy bus tickets for a week than a bus pass for a month ($20 versus $70), it is more expensive over the course of the month.  Feh.

* There is an English country dance place down the street from my work.  rosefox points out that if I volunteer, I could probably get in for free.  I want to draft up an email and send it to them, now.  "My experiences are with CDNY, and are $as_follows.  Do these match with how it goes here, y/n?"

* ( Two items cut - needle thing. )

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*jaw-cracking yawn*

Okay okay, to bed with me.