Running around like a crazy person to get the room cleaned up so it's pleasant while Josh and I are here. I did successfully pack! Still have to get soap and shampoo in their travel containers and get jewelry together, but that's nothing compared to clothes.
Okay, so I was running around like a crazy person. Right now I'm squatting (such an inelegant word, such an inelegant pose, such a convenient way to keep myself from blogging for too long) in front of the comfy chair where the laptop is comfortably sitting.
Going to get Josh in less than an hour. :}
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Alexandra and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day
Today sucked. It didn't suck all the time, and a few nice things happened, but overall, with and without reflection, today sucked. I feel like I need to purge this day, and since I don't really feel like vomiting and society tends to frown on that, I'm just going to let it go here and hopefully feel better at the end.
I stayed up late last night to study for today's exam, which is never the best start, I admit. I was tired and cranky for it when I woke up. Had to get up a little bit earlier than normal today anyway since my registration period for spring classes opened today. Higher GPA students get to register several months before the semester, and I'm not sure how they work out everyone in the 3.0-3.49 range. Anyway. Woke up to a big thing of cat hair next to my face; lovely. The French class I really wanted to register for (worked with the other classes, wouldn't have involved time off work) was full last night when I checked. So I stayed up a little later to email the professor and ask if there was any way I could be added as an extra student or put on a waitlist.
I got registered for my major-specific courses just fine, and that was one of the good things that happened today. Got dressed and headed to school for classes and the exam. Got there early. Another good thing. First two classes went well enough. I was checking my phone like a maniac before and between classes to see if the Mme teaching the French class had written back yet. No luck. Took the exam, was not prepared. Not a good feeling. Checked email again on the way to the car and the Mme had responded: nothing she can do. She was nice about it, but I wish there was! Got home and showered for work, made quinoa to take with me to work to scarf for a quick late lunch.
Got to work early. When a coworker asked what I was eating, I told her about the quinoa. The girls I work with were curious, so I showed them. Your-Mashed-Potatoes-are-Poisonous coworker said "There's a hair in there." And so there was, mine. This is not her fault, but I'd feel less inclined to throttle her if she would shut her fucking mouth about stuff like that. I was also less than pleased with her touching my food to pull it out. I have resolved to not discuss what I am eating and certainly never to show what I am eating to this coworker ever again. Only leads to strokelets.
When I sneezed a few minutes later she did not say bless you, which is something we do in our office. When our lead said "bless you," Difficulty Down the Desk said skeptically "Was that a sneeze?" I was irritated enough from earlier that I responded "M--- [the lead] said bless you, so that was probably a sneeze." Afternoon at work actually got better from that point on. Sent text messages to an old friend, and that was nice. Registered for the second best French option so I can submit my intent to graduate.
Went to Wal*Mart (I know) after work to get my prescription and guacamole ingredients so I can make some for Josh. I like to use a basket instead of a cart because I'm not buying that much stuff and it's easier to move around with a basket, but as usual there were none to be found and the greeter said "Oh... There might be some over there" when I asked if they were at the other doors. I love shopping at Wal*Mart.
I got a text message from the guacamole eating love of my life as I was on my way to the register, so I steered the dumb cart over to the end of an aisle where it wasn't in anyone's apparent way and took my phone out of my pocket to read and respond it. As I did I was approached by a man who explained that he needed food for him and his daughter, there was something wrong with his car and it would take days to get, he didn't want money could I please just buy him some food?
I felt kind of put on the spot and immediately I knew he shouldn't be asking inside the store, but I don't really have any objection to getting people food and if he really needed it, why would he care where he was asking?
I'm a little, just a little, proud of myself for setting boundaries (I can't even believe I'm using that term): I told him I was on a budget myself, but that I could get him sandwich meat and some bread, or hot dogs and hot dog buns, whichever he'd prefer. He enthusiastically said yes, yes, some hot dogs, and I turned the cart that way. When he got the hot dogs he asked if he could get bologna as well and I reiterated that I could only get sandwich meat and bread or hot dogs and hot dog buns. He said okay, okay, hot dogs was a better idea. We got buns. We went to the registers. I introduced myself on the way over. The guy's name was Danny. Got in an express line and was told by the people in front of me "She's CLOSED!"
Got in the next express line. Woman and her sister each checked out twenty items. While they were doing so Danny said "You know, bread would probably be better" and said he'd go get some. I asked if he wanted to get hot dogs and bread and he said sure, sure. He took the buns back and got a loaf of bread. I thought about running away, or asking the cashier for help. Stayed, didn't say anything.
I asked the cashier if she could put the bread and hot dogs in a separate bag. Danny took the bag and then stayed by my cart while I loaded the three bags of my stuff. Got a little weirded out. When I moved the cart to leave after I paid he said something (I think "thank you") and walked out. I was nervous enough to be sweating and I so uncomfortable I didn't want to go outside right away. I told the greeter ("...There might be some over there") that there was a man who asked me to buy him food inside the store and that he hadn't been threatening but that he'd made me feel uncomfortable, I wasn't sure if the store had a policy against it but this is what he was wearing, etc. She asked where he was and I explained (again) that he'd just walked out. She said "Yes, we do have a policy... And there are food stamps and programs for people. Just remember that next time."
Very helpful. Her tone implied that I'd done something wrong.
Walked out to my car and got hit up by school football player for donations on the way. Nearly burst into tears. Put the groceries into my trunk where I knew I could be seen because I still didn't feel quite safe. Took the cart to one of the cart corrals and got hit up by his kid brother, who was with him when he asked a few minutes ago. Told him no but good luck and managed to not run back to the car.
Where I cried. I felt intimidated after agreeing to help, I felt like being suspicious of someone was wrong, I felt like being naive was wrong if that's what I was doing, I was mad at that stupid greeter, and I never wanted to go back to that goddamn Wal*Mart ever again.
I finally got to text message Josh. Told him what happened and he didn't say anything, so I cried some more since that seemed like the appropriate thing to do. I got home in one piece, collapsed on the bed, resisted the cats for a few minutes and then gave in. After a bit of being purred on I figured life was worth living and that I just needed to write all this down and let it go.
Going to carve a pumpkin tonight. Fuck you and your mother too, Wednesday. Now that I've said that I'm not mad any more.
9PM Update: Just got in to the French class thanks to a friend who let me know a spot was open!
I stayed up late last night to study for today's exam, which is never the best start, I admit. I was tired and cranky for it when I woke up. Had to get up a little bit earlier than normal today anyway since my registration period for spring classes opened today. Higher GPA students get to register several months before the semester, and I'm not sure how they work out everyone in the 3.0-3.49 range. Anyway. Woke up to a big thing of cat hair next to my face; lovely. The French class I really wanted to register for (worked with the other classes, wouldn't have involved time off work) was full last night when I checked. So I stayed up a little later to email the professor and ask if there was any way I could be added as an extra student or put on a waitlist.
I got registered for my major-specific courses just fine, and that was one of the good things that happened today. Got dressed and headed to school for classes and the exam. Got there early. Another good thing. First two classes went well enough. I was checking my phone like a maniac before and between classes to see if the Mme teaching the French class had written back yet. No luck. Took the exam, was not prepared. Not a good feeling. Checked email again on the way to the car and the Mme had responded: nothing she can do. She was nice about it, but I wish there was! Got home and showered for work, made quinoa to take with me to work to scarf for a quick late lunch.
Got to work early. When a coworker asked what I was eating, I told her about the quinoa. The girls I work with were curious, so I showed them. Your-Mashed-Potatoes-are-Poisonous coworker said "There's a hair in there." And so there was, mine. This is not her fault, but I'd feel less inclined to throttle her if she would shut her fucking mouth about stuff like that. I was also less than pleased with her touching my food to pull it out. I have resolved to not discuss what I am eating and certainly never to show what I am eating to this coworker ever again. Only leads to strokelets.
When I sneezed a few minutes later she did not say bless you, which is something we do in our office. When our lead said "bless you," Difficulty Down the Desk said skeptically "Was that a sneeze?" I was irritated enough from earlier that I responded "M--- [the lead] said bless you, so that was probably a sneeze." Afternoon at work actually got better from that point on. Sent text messages to an old friend, and that was nice. Registered for the second best French option so I can submit my intent to graduate.
Went to Wal*Mart (I know) after work to get my prescription and guacamole ingredients so I can make some for Josh. I like to use a basket instead of a cart because I'm not buying that much stuff and it's easier to move around with a basket, but as usual there were none to be found and the greeter said "Oh... There might be some over there" when I asked if they were at the other doors. I love shopping at Wal*Mart.
I got a text message from the guacamole eating love of my life as I was on my way to the register, so I steered the dumb cart over to the end of an aisle where it wasn't in anyone's apparent way and took my phone out of my pocket to read and respond it. As I did I was approached by a man who explained that he needed food for him and his daughter, there was something wrong with his car and it would take days to get, he didn't want money could I please just buy him some food?
I felt kind of put on the spot and immediately I knew he shouldn't be asking inside the store, but I don't really have any objection to getting people food and if he really needed it, why would he care where he was asking?
I'm a little, just a little, proud of myself for setting boundaries (I can't even believe I'm using that term): I told him I was on a budget myself, but that I could get him sandwich meat and some bread, or hot dogs and hot dog buns, whichever he'd prefer. He enthusiastically said yes, yes, some hot dogs, and I turned the cart that way. When he got the hot dogs he asked if he could get bologna as well and I reiterated that I could only get sandwich meat and bread or hot dogs and hot dog buns. He said okay, okay, hot dogs was a better idea. We got buns. We went to the registers. I introduced myself on the way over. The guy's name was Danny. Got in an express line and was told by the people in front of me "She's CLOSED!"
Got in the next express line. Woman and her sister each checked out twenty items. While they were doing so Danny said "You know, bread would probably be better" and said he'd go get some. I asked if he wanted to get hot dogs and bread and he said sure, sure. He took the buns back and got a loaf of bread. I thought about running away, or asking the cashier for help. Stayed, didn't say anything.
I asked the cashier if she could put the bread and hot dogs in a separate bag. Danny took the bag and then stayed by my cart while I loaded the three bags of my stuff. Got a little weirded out. When I moved the cart to leave after I paid he said something (I think "thank you") and walked out. I was nervous enough to be sweating and I so uncomfortable I didn't want to go outside right away. I told the greeter ("...There might be some over there") that there was a man who asked me to buy him food inside the store and that he hadn't been threatening but that he'd made me feel uncomfortable, I wasn't sure if the store had a policy against it but this is what he was wearing, etc. She asked where he was and I explained (again) that he'd just walked out. She said "Yes, we do have a policy... And there are food stamps and programs for people. Just remember that next time."
Very helpful. Her tone implied that I'd done something wrong.
Walked out to my car and got hit up by school football player for donations on the way. Nearly burst into tears. Put the groceries into my trunk where I knew I could be seen because I still didn't feel quite safe. Took the cart to one of the cart corrals and got hit up by his kid brother, who was with him when he asked a few minutes ago. Told him no but good luck and managed to not run back to the car.
Where I cried. I felt intimidated after agreeing to help, I felt like being suspicious of someone was wrong, I felt like being naive was wrong if that's what I was doing, I was mad at that stupid greeter, and I never wanted to go back to that goddamn Wal*Mart ever again.
I finally got to text message Josh. Told him what happened and he didn't say anything, so I cried some more since that seemed like the appropriate thing to do. I got home in one piece, collapsed on the bed, resisted the cats for a few minutes and then gave in. After a bit of being purred on I figured life was worth living and that I just needed to write all this down and let it go.
Going to carve a pumpkin tonight. Fuck you and your mother too, Wednesday. Now that I've said that I'm not mad any more.
9PM Update: Just got in to the French class thanks to a friend who let me know a spot was open!
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
More food adventures
Dad (because he is a great dad) got me some quinoa at Costco when we were there Sunday. Also slightly smaller than applesauce cup-sized packages of hummus, and these yummy veggie chip snacks. So the Costco trip was a neat one, foodfindwise.
I've heard about quinoa, and I know it's supposed to be a superfood. I didn't know if it had a flavor and until I read the package when I got ready to make dinner tonight I sure as hell didn't know you're supposed to cook it until the "quinoa is tender but still chewy and white spiral-like threads appear around each grain."
Um. What?
It does have a flavor, but categorizing that flavor reminds me of trying to do the same for simple rice: you can tell what it is, but not identify anything that it reminds you of. It's very mild and just slightly sweet so I can see why people would like it as a hot breakfast. I might consider that for the future, actually. It would be good with a little bit of honey, I think. Or maybe some fruit.
Since this portion was for dinner, I put some powdered cumin in the pot and stirred it into the cooked quinoa. As I learned Saturday, cumin makes most things much better.
The spiral-like threads are not very spirally, but they do look... Not like the quinoa itself. They do, however, look more like miniature spaghettios than they do like worms, which is exactly what I expected them to look like. So once again, all is well.
I've heard about quinoa, and I know it's supposed to be a superfood. I didn't know if it had a flavor and until I read the package when I got ready to make dinner tonight I sure as hell didn't know you're supposed to cook it until the "quinoa is tender but still chewy and white spiral-like threads appear around each grain."
Um. What?
It does have a flavor, but categorizing that flavor reminds me of trying to do the same for simple rice: you can tell what it is, but not identify anything that it reminds you of. It's very mild and just slightly sweet so I can see why people would like it as a hot breakfast. I might consider that for the future, actually. It would be good with a little bit of honey, I think. Or maybe some fruit.
Since this portion was for dinner, I put some powdered cumin in the pot and stirred it into the cooked quinoa. As I learned Saturday, cumin makes most things much better.
The spiral-like threads are not very spirally, but they do look... Not like the quinoa itself. They do, however, look more like miniature spaghettios than they do like worms, which is exactly what I expected them to look like. So once again, all is well.
Sunday, October 17, 2010
"I've got to admit-- it's getting better."
This trip has been wonderful. :} We're laughing and smiling and snuggling a lot. I think the problems are mostly distance based, and we're going to talk about that (tone on the phone, for example), but I think I'd allowed myself to be truly worried and knowing that there's no need for that is just... Whew! Wonderful relief.
We had a date night last night. We stay in more than we eat out when I'm here because I like cooking for us, but usually when we go out it's with friends. Last night was just the two of us, and we wandered down to Greenway Station and had dinner and got ice cream after. It was sweet and good, and we held hands and it was generally just a really nice time out.
This is our last day together without Josh having to go to work, so we're going to wander up to another shopping center and get some cruise stuff. It's just a few days away, now! Halloween weekend. So excited about doing this with my favorite person.
Who happens to be advancing the Indian Empire in Civ V, I believe. Time to go distract him.
We had a date night last night. We stay in more than we eat out when I'm here because I like cooking for us, but usually when we go out it's with friends. Last night was just the two of us, and we wandered down to Greenway Station and had dinner and got ice cream after. It was sweet and good, and we held hands and it was generally just a really nice time out.
This is our last day together without Josh having to go to work, so we're going to wander up to another shopping center and get some cruise stuff. It's just a few days away, now! Halloween weekend. So excited about doing this with my favorite person.
Who happens to be advancing the Indian Empire in Civ V, I believe. Time to go distract him.
Saturday, October 16, 2010
Month Without Meat: What Have We Learned, Class?
I realize I wasn't dynamite about blogging this process. I decided not to do the "what I ate everyday" posts since that seemed a tad too self-focused.
My mistakes:
I ate meat once. My aunt/second cousin/favorite relative (that I live with) and her wife invited me to have dinner with them and a friend at The Ravenous Pig, a schmancy restaurant in Winter Park. I've never been and figured it was mostly a meaty place-- I was correct, and couldn't and didn't think of a way to ask the waiter if there were meatless options or if something could be modified. I had a lamb burger and good jeezy creezy it's one of the most delicious things I've ever eaten. I also had a glass of really good wine with dinner. Alcohol helped the guilt. Resolved when I got home to do better. There was a fair bit of resolving to do better over the course of the month.
I got the gummy vitamins and loved them. Didn't look at the label until the second day. THIS IS A CRUCIAL STEP. Gummy vitamins have gelatin in them. I didn't have the cash to get other vitamins and decided to take them and find a suitable replacement (maybe a powder I could mix into juice in the morning?) to use when I'd exhausted the month's supply I'd purchased. Ended up finding a company in California, Gummi King, that makes vegan gummy vitamins using carageenan, a substance discussed in a previous entry. Just got them today and they're not as yummy as the others but they are worlds better than the pill vitamins I can't make myself take. So this problem was solved! Really happy about this. Also they were on a BOGO free sale and shopping was free. Best find of the project.
Trying to sauté tofu. The best way to prepare tofu, and I speak from three separate attempts to do so and am thus an expert, is to dry fry it and then soak it in marinade. There is no way to mess this up. Or if there is I have not yet encountered it, so life seems good so far. Also I really am an expert at the dry frying method now, and I'm getting pretty good at producing marinades with my limited kitchen stock!
I made mashed potatoes out of yukon gold potatoes and left the skins on because I like seeing skin in my mashed potatoes. A coworker (who ate them) gave me the piece of unsolicited advice that the skins were poisonous. And she didn't say thank you. I was so cranky about that I looked it up AND asked my mom. Turns out what my coworker said is technically true but I have nothing to worry about: the potatoes were not green under their skins (I cubed them before cooking) and even if they had been, the amount I or anyone including thankless coworker would consume is probably waaaaaay too low to have a toxic effect. Still, the things you know. I think I handled her telling me gracefully. I hope so. I wanted to cry at the time and I was really mad she didn't say thank you. But this was meatless month, not interpersonal skills interval.
Things I was surprised to learn:
Gummy vitamins have gelatin in them.
Many cheeses, not just a few fancy ones, require animal-based rennet (you don't want to know) to be produced. There are nearly if not just as many non-animal-based rennet produced cheeses, so that's good. I did not know any of this when I started meatless month and so I allowed myself to have cheese as things called for it or as it was presented, but I think I'm going to try to be more mindful of this in the future.
Soy milk is terrible (at least by itself; it's fine to use in tea). Tofutti's sour cream is awful. Almond milk is AWESOME. Truly, almond milk + honey nut cheerios is good enough to be dessert.
The internet is as usual a great resource. I found lots of recipes to try, helpful information whenever I searched hard enough, and several blogs about "living vegetarian."
Another, generally more polite coworker, who is a vegetarian herself and very supportive of this endeavor, mentioned several "fake meats," and said she didn't have a problem eating something made to represent a chicken tender, for example. I knew these products existed but worried the cool kid vegetarians would snub me for trying them. I haven't yet, but her point was that it's fine to substitute something for something you've had an enjoyed. Like a Boca burger, or some of those not-really-chicken chicken tenders.
I'm proud of:
Getting through the month without quitting. I realize that the lamb burger was a huge cheat not very far into the process, but there's been no meat since then. I've never tried to go without something like this, and I'm pretty proud of getting through it.
Also after the lamb burger, I've asked servers at restaurants for options if I needed them. Never had a problem. This was very encouraging. At Carrabba's, for example, the waitress mentioned that if I was trying to eat like a vegetarian that the soup I was going to order had beef stock in it. Crisis averted.
Overcoming the vitamin dilemma.
My friends (in very nearly every circumstance), my sweet sweet boyfriend, his family, and my family, for giving me no crap about this and sometimes making suggestions and in a few cases making special meals to accommodate what I was trying to do. I don't think any of them read this, but thanks!
Resolutions (as I said, a lot of these throughout the month!):
Ovo-lacto vegetarianism it is! I'm going to stick to this. No more meat. It will probably be challenging, but I'm committed to making this transition.
I will not be too shy to ask for an alternative or more information at restaurants. The good experiences with this have really helped this particular pledge.
Investigate more recipes, and plan a few meals for Josh and I that involve some of those meat substitutes instead of just tofu and other no meat, no fake meat dishes. He really has been great about this process and will probably end up an at-home lacto-ovo vegetarian, since I'll be making dinners for us. He's a keeper.
My mistakes:
I ate meat once. My aunt/second cousin/favorite relative (that I live with) and her wife invited me to have dinner with them and a friend at The Ravenous Pig, a schmancy restaurant in Winter Park. I've never been and figured it was mostly a meaty place-- I was correct, and couldn't and didn't think of a way to ask the waiter if there were meatless options or if something could be modified. I had a lamb burger and good jeezy creezy it's one of the most delicious things I've ever eaten. I also had a glass of really good wine with dinner. Alcohol helped the guilt. Resolved when I got home to do better. There was a fair bit of resolving to do better over the course of the month.
I got the gummy vitamins and loved them. Didn't look at the label until the second day. THIS IS A CRUCIAL STEP. Gummy vitamins have gelatin in them. I didn't have the cash to get other vitamins and decided to take them and find a suitable replacement (maybe a powder I could mix into juice in the morning?) to use when I'd exhausted the month's supply I'd purchased. Ended up finding a company in California, Gummi King, that makes vegan gummy vitamins using carageenan, a substance discussed in a previous entry. Just got them today and they're not as yummy as the others but they are worlds better than the pill vitamins I can't make myself take. So this problem was solved! Really happy about this. Also they were on a BOGO free sale and shopping was free. Best find of the project.
Trying to sauté tofu. The best way to prepare tofu, and I speak from three separate attempts to do so and am thus an expert, is to dry fry it and then soak it in marinade. There is no way to mess this up. Or if there is I have not yet encountered it, so life seems good so far. Also I really am an expert at the dry frying method now, and I'm getting pretty good at producing marinades with my limited kitchen stock!
I made mashed potatoes out of yukon gold potatoes and left the skins on because I like seeing skin in my mashed potatoes. A coworker (who ate them) gave me the piece of unsolicited advice that the skins were poisonous. And she didn't say thank you. I was so cranky about that I looked it up AND asked my mom. Turns out what my coworker said is technically true but I have nothing to worry about: the potatoes were not green under their skins (I cubed them before cooking) and even if they had been, the amount I or anyone including thankless coworker would consume is probably waaaaaay too low to have a toxic effect. Still, the things you know. I think I handled her telling me gracefully. I hope so. I wanted to cry at the time and I was really mad she didn't say thank you. But this was meatless month, not interpersonal skills interval.
Things I was surprised to learn:
Gummy vitamins have gelatin in them.
Many cheeses, not just a few fancy ones, require animal-based rennet (you don't want to know) to be produced. There are nearly if not just as many non-animal-based rennet produced cheeses, so that's good. I did not know any of this when I started meatless month and so I allowed myself to have cheese as things called for it or as it was presented, but I think I'm going to try to be more mindful of this in the future.
Soy milk is terrible (at least by itself; it's fine to use in tea). Tofutti's sour cream is awful. Almond milk is AWESOME. Truly, almond milk + honey nut cheerios is good enough to be dessert.
The internet is as usual a great resource. I found lots of recipes to try, helpful information whenever I searched hard enough, and several blogs about "living vegetarian."
Another, generally more polite coworker, who is a vegetarian herself and very supportive of this endeavor, mentioned several "fake meats," and said she didn't have a problem eating something made to represent a chicken tender, for example. I knew these products existed but worried the cool kid vegetarians would snub me for trying them. I haven't yet, but her point was that it's fine to substitute something for something you've had an enjoyed. Like a Boca burger, or some of those not-really-chicken chicken tenders.
I'm proud of:
Getting through the month without quitting. I realize that the lamb burger was a huge cheat not very far into the process, but there's been no meat since then. I've never tried to go without something like this, and I'm pretty proud of getting through it.
Also after the lamb burger, I've asked servers at restaurants for options if I needed them. Never had a problem. This was very encouraging. At Carrabba's, for example, the waitress mentioned that if I was trying to eat like a vegetarian that the soup I was going to order had beef stock in it. Crisis averted.
Overcoming the vitamin dilemma.
My friends (in very nearly every circumstance), my sweet sweet boyfriend, his family, and my family, for giving me no crap about this and sometimes making suggestions and in a few cases making special meals to accommodate what I was trying to do. I don't think any of them read this, but thanks!
Resolutions (as I said, a lot of these throughout the month!):
Ovo-lacto vegetarianism it is! I'm going to stick to this. No more meat. It will probably be challenging, but I'm committed to making this transition.
I will not be too shy to ask for an alternative or more information at restaurants. The good experiences with this have really helped this particular pledge.
Investigate more recipes, and plan a few meals for Josh and I that involve some of those meat substitutes instead of just tofu and other no meat, no fake meat dishes. He really has been great about this process and will probably end up an at-home lacto-ovo vegetarian, since I'll be making dinners for us. He's a keeper.
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Quick no-longer-Weekend Update
Still doing the meatless month. Have had some notable eff ups, but they're few in number and I've resolved to do better. Heads up: gummy vitamins have gelatin in them. I found a company in California that makes vegan ones out of carageenan (plant stuff wobbly matter as opposed to animal by product wobbly matter) instead, and those are on their way to Wisconsin, where I very much hope I will meet (hurr hurr) them Wednesday.
I need to get to sleep very soon. Monday's going to require an early start. Nurse consultation at Planned Parenthood to renew my birth control prescription (going to have to find an alternative for those eventually as well, but for now the pill stays, I'm really sorry, animals). There's a protest going on right now and I'm not sure if the protesters will be at the clinic I'm going to or not. I intend to politely and thoroughly ignore any protesters who decide to manifest themselves on my 8:30 AM time slot. I will be armed with a yummy vegetarian chai and probably represent most of what the protesters are unhappy about (except the pregnancy thing, I guess). A bit of me feels hostile towards what these people are doing and wants to yell at them, but I know they've got the right. I also know they don't have the right to be on PP's property, so I'm not thinking any kind of interaction is likely.
Wisconsin later this week. Josh and I have been having some really sad lows and some really nice highs, lately. I'm hoping we can address that during this trip and level out a bit. His work is hard and I feel unloved-- same old, same old.
Want to type, need to sleep. More later.
I need to get to sleep very soon. Monday's going to require an early start. Nurse consultation at Planned Parenthood to renew my birth control prescription (going to have to find an alternative for those eventually as well, but for now the pill stays, I'm really sorry, animals). There's a protest going on right now and I'm not sure if the protesters will be at the clinic I'm going to or not. I intend to politely and thoroughly ignore any protesters who decide to manifest themselves on my 8:30 AM time slot. I will be armed with a yummy vegetarian chai and probably represent most of what the protesters are unhappy about (except the pregnancy thing, I guess). A bit of me feels hostile towards what these people are doing and wants to yell at them, but I know they've got the right. I also know they don't have the right to be on PP's property, so I'm not thinking any kind of interaction is likely.
Wisconsin later this week. Josh and I have been having some really sad lows and some really nice highs, lately. I'm hoping we can address that during this trip and level out a bit. His work is hard and I feel unloved-- same old, same old.
Want to type, need to sleep. More later.
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