- Eight years ago today I had my first (and, maybe, only?) snow day before I had kid(s). Whereas today today it's sunny and aggressively springlike. The seagulls are back at it again. I could hear them over the headset at work today! L and I went to the park and it was (relatively) swarming with kids and dogs. Little birds are even making a ruckus in the trees, scoping out the best place to build their nests - stuff like that.
- Things have been mostly good and mostly quiet; five more weeks in the semester and I work my last shift tomorrow. S is home for the weekend and dutifully going to AA meetings every day. The novelty hasn't worn off yet and that's good. Medication is settling a bit, but still a bit...much? I can't describe it very well. I've described it already. All that's still true. Probably going to look at scaling it back or trying something else. It's like being wrapped in cotton gauze! Okay, stop it, Clara. Stop it. Be quiet, be fine. Just...shhhh!
- After Sunday I'll be...free? Is that true? Haha no. Of course not! I imagine my professors like a ginormous flower girl at a...wedding. I mean of course a wedding, right? How many other occasions really call for flower girls? Approximately none if we don't count Midsomar. They walk down the aisle. Oh, okay. They're almost to the end. That means I get to walk soon! Or...the bridesmaids? I don't remember the order there.* Oh, but wait! Look at all the petals assignments they have left! Wow, I really thought they tossed them all! Gosh, that basket looked empty, like, a minute ago! Haha, so many petals assignments. Okay, now they're just dumping them all in a pile at the end of the aisle. Rude.
- The news is...the news. I hate it. There's a protest the first weekend in April. Maybe I go? Do I go? Do I drag my daughter to that? Will it do anything? I want it to do something.
- Someone I booked for a meeting for this one student organization I'm in recently relocated from the United States to Australia and has a pretty wide social media presence - which means I've been following their journey and so far? Australia sounds rad. And the connection in my brain between the paragraph above and this one is very strong even if the words...not so much.
- Suggested a table read of The Big Lebowski for S's birthday. I think I might really make it happen! In contrast, I'd like a girls (to women? Like Boyz 2 Men? Get it?) slumber party for my birthday. L would like a monkey-themed birthday at The Pirate Ship Park this year. And maybe this will be the year when I finally throw a New Year's Resolutions party! But Clara - you're an introverted and possibly AuDHD individual. What the fuck are you talking about? Well, good point. Very perspicacious of you! It's creative energy with nowhere else to go. I suppose I could put it somewhere else. These things go in cycles, though.
- I don't really know how to feel about Amanda Palmer anymore. I do know how to feel about Neil Gaiman. I really, really don't know how to feel about Amanda Palmer deadass copy-and-pasting a post Shirley Manson made a few days ago (credited, but...is she trying to get likes from people who follow them both and think, at a glance, that she is Shirley Manson?).
- Media. Reading: articles, and Power Points. Watching: Matilda, again. Finished The Good Place again - very satisfying. Love Is Blind: The Minnesota One nothing much is happening which makes it ideal for the 25 minute stints at the gym. Bumping it up to 30 minutes next week! Tried watching Flow but L maintains that watching animated animals experiencing floods is Too Scary. This from the girl who had zero problem with Digital Circus until we took it out of rotation. But yeah, she's right. The ship scene from An American Tail is another prim example of this. Maybe we'll get back into anime. Maybe. Listening: Go Touch Grass, Bananas, and Hidden Brain.
- The anime I have the most nostalgic feels about aren't appropriate yet and Sgt. Frog isn't available on any of the streaming services I have. And do I really need Crunchyroll? Is it even on there? Those questions will have to persist well into the future.
*When I got married I hauled S, four friends and two kids on a hike to find a place where earth, water, air, and wood met (aka Basher if you know it) and it was very hot and sunny and very sweaty and we happened across an active beehive and the guitar player from my friend who I asked to come officiate's wedding and anyway - there weren't bridesmaids or a reception if you get my drift.
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