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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.






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Monday, 16 August 2021

It is tomorrow, even if date stamps suggest otherwise.

On Thursday I was moving all awkward and lopsided.  Showering and dressing was a bit of a mission.  But I went in to town for lunch with Oli anyway.  After which, I met my dad at the supermarket to grab some supplies and some deep heat.  It was mostly about the deep heat.

Deep heat is amazing.  It worked so much faster than I was expecting and let me move my left arm again.

Then Thursday dinner was Nando's with Firmin and Simon.  It was nice enough.  We went back to Simon's afterwards and watched, of all things, Romancing the Stone.  It is SO eighties.  But the remaster from film is very nice, almost looks new.  The night ended with Firmin, the only one of my friends who has ever carried my roleplaying bag, lecturing me about cutting it down so that I don't have so much weight throwing my balance off.  Yes, I have been wearing that 15ish kg bag every time I have injured myself on stairs.  But that doesn't mean the weight is the issue....

Friday was the one day I applied deep heat three times (the box says 2-3 times per day).  Otherwise I did little.  Slothed at home.  Made stirfry for dinner (it had kale - so must count as healthful).  Started reading a book about a magic school under Fox Glacier.

Saturday, finished Tim Te Maro and the Subterranean Heartsick Blues by H. S. Valley.  It is so aggressively kiwi.  Though nice to read a book about homos by a brown woman instead of the regular white woman claiming ownership of the gay boy experience....

Sunday, watched youtube and got angry at bad routing in The Sims 4.  Only when showering did I discover I still needed deep heat as my left arm would not comply enough to easily wash my hair.

Today, have pants on before noon and after days of deep heat am trying to go without.

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