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Being Sick with Sir…
So… I managed to get a summer pneumonia, how stupid is that? Â Sir took today off work to stay home and take care of me, which is sweet, as long as I don’t punch him…
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End of an Era
I realize it’s been over a year since I posted here. Â I’ve been busy. Â I have a new job, though it’s now a year old. Â Today was the last day of the year, it’s summer break. I’m having a rough night from the drop… and from anxiety. Â But it’s happy anxiety in some ways. Â I trusted someone I work with. Â I’ve trusted him all year, he’s been kind and compassionate, fun, and always felt safe. Â Safe in the ways that… are intangible but so necessary to someone like me. Â He’s always felt safe. Â I doubt he knows or would understand if I told him, what that means or what it…
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Moments with Sir
Me: (curled up on the couch whimpering) Don’t yell at me, I’m in pain! Sir: (breathes deeply as if he can suck patience from the air) Let’s try this again. What hurts? Me: Everything! Sir: That is NOT informative!
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Sunday Night Thoughts
This is such a crap blog (I just typoed that as “carp”). Â I always think about how crappy it is… my posts aren’t thematic or pointed or even on topic beyond “Sunday Night Thoughts.” Â Wow, Shadow, stunning work, really. Â I have no idea why people even come here anymore.
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Low Point
I know. Â Another disappearing act. Â I owe some people emails. Â I will try to get to them, but hopefully this will hold you all until I do.
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Friday Night Donuts
It is Friday night and K and J came over with their son. Â We are partying down. Â (Okay, playing in the kitchen and watching Grimm.)Â It’s nice to feel normal, at least as close as I get.
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Holidays
To those who celebrate it, Merry Christmas. To the northern hemisphere… Happy solstice (a few days late). We have reached the longest darkness of the year and are now heading back towards the light. For the southern hemisphere… Sorry, you’re on the downhill slide to winter. 😉
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Irony
A random bit of writing inspired by events of the evening… Sorry not much commentary here. I’m tired, it’s late, and I’m under threats of dire consequences if my “ass is not in bed in the next thirty seconds…” Are dominance and a tendency to hyperbole carried on the same gene or something? Seriously… It seems to be a thing.Â
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And the beat goes on…
It’s 6:50 in the morning. I actually got ready for work early, ate breakfast, and had time to have a cup of tea… I should really try to do that more often. This morning I had a reason. I had a meeting scheduled online with a friend. He didn’t make it. So I’ve been sipping tea and meandering the internet. He may have had a crisis to deal with… Things happen. Aren’t I being so rational and mature? It’s all a lie. But I’m a good liar.
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Priorities
One of my students’ brothers was shot to death this week. I’m homeless. My cat died. Two of my best friends are dying, another has gone to ground and a third has betrayed me and, more importantly, his family and his child. Â I don’t know how I could have believed in someone who had it in him to do such a thing as that. Â I really am just furious and hurt at my own stupidity. Â I feel like a fool. Â Again. Â For trusting. Â For believing. I don’t know why I do that.