Sunday, 28 June 2020

Sunday is food day

Today I got up and showered before my deliveries were due to arrive, and had some breakfast, dressed in a shirt I haven't worn since before the breakup as it was being avoided as something I had only worn because Shitlord liked it (which is a waste of clothing for one was poor as me) and watched about half an hour of Netflix before thinking I should check in case my groceries had arrived early and I had missed it.

So, all my frozens were slightly less frozen than ideal.  not sure if it was while I was in the shower, or earlier still when I had had earplugs in because the fog horn sounds were spoiling my lying in.

As all my vegan ice cream was very soft I ate it.......
How have I not died of my diabetes mellitis yet?  (I am not sure if that is a question of confusion or repressed desire - my brain is a weird and worrisome place.)

Otherwise I have done little in recent days.  Just reading some more Seanan McGuire and becoming more certain she is not a writer that I would recommend to anyone.  And watch all of Floor is Lava.

And finally got disenrolled from uni for the year.
While I keep being feverish and weird for ongoing reasons I am too sick to be going into another semester.
Not sure what I am going to do with my time, but somehow I never seem to have too much time.

And the Turkmenistan hits keep rolling in, but are mostly just hitting the same old entries over and over so it is too late to worry from a privacy perspective.  It was from pretty much when it started.  I think I am just irked that it destroys my ability to read anything into my stats.

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