At brainpoking I mentioned to my psychotherapist that sometime I think about if he looks like he will age to look like Jim Broadbent or not. Now I feel super weird about it. As it may also be a little unfair, but better than admitting to my shrink that I am such a cliche as to sometimes find him very attractive. Otherwise it was another week of weirdly too much emotional attachment to a void of nothingness.
Afterward I had a nice long chat to Oli in the supermarket (and then had to turn down multiple attempts he made to hang out later in the week, I am a bad friend). Then I bumped into Midget and her spawn (off school because of the snow) and spent the next few hours shopping for party supplies with them. So much time in Spotlight. Children's parties seem horrifying.
Wednesday I sulked in my PJs, replayed some more Kingmaker and watched some bad TV. Not only was a in a mood but my body was not behaving the best.
Thursday I had lunch with Midget and helped with a little more party shopping, this time without the spawn's supervision. Which also meant I had to turn down a lunch invite from Oli. After school pickup of the spawn and then being dropped home I was settling in to relax when my body fell out from under me. I ended up lying on the floor for a couple of hours.
Friday, I slept badly and woke late having missed several messages from Tina about swimming. And it was very white with frost even at that later start. She came around but we didn't go pool. We hung out and chatted and went to BK for lunch. But apart from the brief outing, it was just me using up her whole day chatting at her until she had to go so as to fetch her spawn from school on time. Then my body decided to repeat the afternoon collapse routine, which was deeply frustrating.
Today broke the trend by my body starting the day useless.... Though I had the best evening I have had in a while. I successfully managed to cook proper dinner - for the first time in slightly too long. Otherwise the day was watching crap TV (netflix's button for randomly playing something put on awful reality TV with stupid, pretty, sex-positive, people being human-garbage).
Oh, and my family visited after farmers market. Dad dropping off some food to me while I am useless, and my sister tagged along to lecture me about how the RNZ series I have been listening to is racist and that I am racist for listening to it. So I have been chatting to Chinese friends I have about it (and discovering that the post-uni atrophying of friends has left me with a much whiter social circle than I had when I was younger) and finding they do not agree with my sisters claims. Maybe my sister speaking for what is racist about Chinese people is really just parroting the United Front positions pushed on TikTok.
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