Staying on task

Last night I got distracted from the entry I was writing by rewatching Please Like Me.  It became weird enough to watch after the incident with my mother, but rewatching now that I have the Semi-Imaginary One in my life.... it just leaves me wanting to call him 'Geoffrey'.
Though I think I am clearly on a more different level of ugly than Josh Thomas.  He is much more acceptably homo shaped, just with a 'character' face.  Also, the Semi-Imaginary One is realistically probably more of a Patrick......

Anyway, Wednesday night I had my first Into the Darkwoods pathfinder game in months.  The GM is trying to wrap it up so he can move on to the pathfinder 2nd edition.  So the plot is moving very fast.  Story points he has been working up to for... it must be going on three years now... and now getting rushed together.  Between getting my first +6 item (a belt of CON getting Gusil up to a Constitution ability score of 34) and dying in a plot event I didn't role a single dice.  It was a temporary death, but very much set the tone for how rushed things were.
Good game though.

Yesterday I went to town for lunch with Oli and to pick up a copy of the newspaper for the picture in it.  Then visited my grandmother in her rest home that she still seems thinking she is only staying in briefly before she goes home.  Senility is awful.  I have to remember to die before I go senile.

Otherwise I mostly spent the day being weird and conflicted about the pictures from the ceremony.  So many years of my life before we got any pictures and he seems much less keen on being in pictures with me than the ones he took with the guy he claims nothing happened with.
At some point I have to finish that conversation with him without letting him change topic out of it.
My 'relationship' is probably irreparably broken, but I am all stupid in love with someone who is probably a bit awful.

Also, I really want Josh's astronaut and princess bedspread.  Because watching TV shows makes me want stuff like the good consumer that I am.



[Edit: late in day]
It was the wrong show to be watching.  It turns out I am not doing great and a show that would make me cry was a bad plan.
In other news, it turns out my haircut is much better without styling product in it - if only I had known that on Wednesday.

Also, too many photo on this thing.  I'm wasting all my gmail storage space on this blog, especially as I seem to have lost all the photo shrinking apps I had when I first travelblogged back in the dawn of blogspot.