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.
Friday, 3 April 2020
Orangey-yellow
After writing my Wednesday entry in this i started playing some Stellaris. Am still on the same game 48 hours later. It gets very slow late game, my PC is not really up to the map size I chose.
On Thursday morning I slept through my alarm and two phone calls, but was then woken by the quick vibration of an email arriving (asking why I hadn't answered my phone). I guess the phone calls had done the lion's share of the work (stupid Aesop causing stupid idioms) and I managed to reply to the email quickly so still ended up getting a chat with my counsellor. The joys of being high risk for more than just COVID and thus high on the list of people who need checked up on.
My dad dropped off some snacks, as when he texted asking if I needed anything from the shops my mind blanked and I forgot about the actual list stuck to my fridge. So I ate a lot of grapes and some biscuits while I played Stellaris.
Today I rage cut my hair, I had been meaning to get in cut for weeks before that stopped being an option. So I went back to the #4 over the top and #2 on back and sides that I always used to give myself. I did a terrible job if it but still like it more than most of the hair I have had in recent years. I spent too long letting someone else encourage me into having more hair than I really like. It is nice to not have to feel bad about not being annoyed by my hair.... I really did bad things to my brain for the benefit of someone who probably didn't care either way.
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