clevermanka | Apologies, my brain is a little fried

Things are a little less crazy today. Thank god. I still have a large(ish) task to finish this afternoon, but I'm waiting on someone else to program part of the software I use that will make the task easier. So it might take the same amount of time (doing it now vs. waiting for her to make changes and doing it later), but it'll be less tedious and, therefore, I'll be less prone to mistakes. I hope. So. Waiting.

mckittericksent me this story about what the authors purport was the first ever SF convention. I vote people dress like this more at conventions. Seriously. Also? I want to party with young Mr. Walter Gillings. For real. He's the one on the far left. I mean, just look at him.

My acupuncture schedule is all fucked up right now due to my mis-remembering that I'd made appointments through February. I still swear I did, but maybe something happened with her online scheduler. Anyway, my appointments are sprinkled around different days all weird and I don't get back to my Thursday schedule until February. This means I did not get to go home and drink after work last night which let me tell you was sorely, sorely needed. I was so wiped out when I got home from the appointment, I couldn't muster the enthusiasm for wine, even, and just sat on the couch for a movie until (past) bedtime.

Tonight: Wine for sure (after punching things). And

mckitterick is (probably) going out with his friends this evening, so it's solitary drinking time which, I have to be honest, is one of the great joys of being an adult, IMO.

I might be drumming at an actual thing later this month in KC. Depends on if the rest of Hippie Drum Circle is interested. But, yeah. Me. Drumming. In public. Craziness abounds. I'll be taking my zills just in case, oh hell yes. I'm particularly excited at the opportunity to use my new giant ones that I bought from

tama_grey except oh shit honey! I just realized I forgot to send you money. I'll do that this weekend.

Jeez.

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I certainly don't want to go back to wearing stockings everywhere, and being thought of as cheap or loose if I forgo a girdle. But I also wish that society had a better appreciation of the concept of, well...shame so that we didn't wind up with whole websites dedicated to things like People of Walmart (http://www.peopleofwalmart.com/).

I'm not in favor of a literal Fashion Police. I just want a happy medium. With, you know, a little balance tip on my side.

Apologies, my brain is a little fried

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