A repost of a web-diary that predated the term blog - as previous hosting is disappearing it can now go here.
24 October 1998 - 29 July 1999 originally published on geocties.
August 1999 - 2012 originally published on ihug.
Disclaimer
Though a "Diary" my online diary is a work of FICTION.It may at times strongly reflect actual events of my life, often how I honestly perceived them and display my genuine reactions. But not always and everything contained within should be treated as a fiction.
This is also a personal diary, so by reading it you are violating my privacy. And as it is a personal diary you are not allowed to hold anything you read in it against me, as you shouldn't have been reading it anyway.
Also, this diary is not to be read by anyone who has gone out with me, would like to go out with me in the future, or suspects I may like to go out with them.
Saturday, 16 February 2019
Soaked through
Thursday morning I went to my gym class, and afterwards visited the semi-imaginary-one very briefly to give him the contact details for the Hungarian couple in the gym class. Then home to nap, feel very sore and then fall down the Sid Meier's Civilization VI: Gathering Storm rabbithole. Until 3am.
I would like to say that was followed by sleeping in, but my brain is a dick. I was wide awake and full of nightmare induced panic only minutes after when my alarm usually goes off. Then I got into a thought spiral about stuff with the semi-imaginary-one, so going back to sleep wasn't going to happen.
I had a doctor's appointment and sorted my pills for my trip.
I walked around town and got angry at all the stupid children (freshers) loose on the streets.
When I got home the skip had arrived, so I started throwing out stuff that had survived earlier purges. My building gets a skip twice a year now, and since I was be moving in the not too distant future I need to purge stuff more.
I threw out some old textbooks.
I even threw out my stockpile of old eftpos receipts.
This was not easy. Back in 1991 when I first got an eftpos card I was told I had to keep the receipts. Throwing them out made me feel very unwell.
I feel like I am going to get in trouble.
And considering the crazy heavy rain I got caught in going to the clothing bin later (I got very very wet - soaked through all the layers), those receipts are beyond saving now.
And now, I am up far too late again playing Civ VI and watching The Umbrella Academy on Netflix.
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