So what do I write about tonight?
I’ve stopped procrastinating and loaded some long overdue products onto SLExchange. But I honestly don’t think any of you really care about that.
My real life self stayed up this late simply so he could run the dishwasher and get our toothbrush cups back in the new cupboard that I installed today, but I honestly don’t think any of you really care about that.
My Real Life self also cleaned the living room. It still needs a good vacuum, but beyond that it looks pretty good. But, well, yada yada.
I had a great time at PHC tonight. I usually do. I got their late due to my RL teenager’s boyfriend being very talkative after he raked the front lawn for us. He says he will do the back lawn tomorrow. He’s a great kid, but not really Mr. Reliable. So we’ll see. But he’s making an effort again to be sociable. He’s trapped in the video game vortex. We’re all kind of hoping that he’ll grow out of it. Fat chance. I never did.
My RL ears are ringing constantly. The volume of the sound waxes and wanes, but it’s always there. I seem to have a serious mental block about calling the doctor about it.
And I seem to be a bit melancholy. Being melancholy at 2:30am while writing a blog entry is probably a bad thing. The temptation to whine is omnipresent. I shall resist.
[RL] So tired. I think cat is going to be a feline pain tonight. I already had to get the water pistol on him because he was meowing for no readily apparent reason. Well, the readily apparent reason is that he is lonely. But we are tired and need to sleep. Meowing is incompatible with this. So one of us is going to be unhappy. And I have the water pistol, and I’m bigger than he is. He will whine despite this. He will whine because he is more persistent in insisting on love than we are resistant to falling asleep with a water pistol in my hand.
Well, falling asleep won again. I finish and post this in the morning. Good day all. Joy and whatnot.