Had a good dinner with A, sushi and catching up. As usual she’s pursuing two careers at once and, and this time she was was down here taking fitness instructor classes. Apparently to become a fitness instructor you go through fitness classes with extra yelling, as far as I can tell.
The yellowtail and toro at Sushi Wave were really good.
Jeremy Ed showed us his small, red, wrinkly new infant. The hat was larger than the baby.
I made the mistake of blathering about my problems and made people uncomfortable. Oops. I felt disapproved of and shut up.
Stopped by Tower on the way home and got some discount crap. I’ll only buy CDs if they’re cheapass on sale. Got an odd import Marianne Faithful folk record I’d never heard of for $10, coupla greatest hits records for $8, Dresden Dolls for $10.
I don’t feel lately like I have anyone in my corner. Like, if I do “get better” I should leave town. It’s not how I want to feel, and I’m not sure what’s up with it. My view of other people is blurry and dark, and I don’t know who likes me and who’s sick of me. Nor do I know really how to be a friend to half the people I know and like. Lately I always seem to be doing or saying the wrong thing. It’s the social equivalent of motion sickness.
Something that has not changed since last night is that Balvenie Port Wood 21yo is still really smooth and lovely stuff.
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I’d love a copy of that marianne faithful! I’ll trade ya for anything I can supply you with of course! Let me know what you want, we have lots of strange/great stuff!
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I live here. I like you. I have a spit bucket if you need it, over in the corner. Also one of those squirty bottles.
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