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Dinner: suromono salad at Ichiban Brixton

We've got plum wine, too.

LATER: Well, hell, I had to post that three hours after I took it. Why aren't my pictures posting when I hit "send?" The mysteries of MMS ...
picture.jpgDespite being really, really tired, I went to see booklectic's play reading in Streatham with shadowdaddy after our yummy dinner at Ichiban. I had a schooner of cider to keep me company in the garden (I got to visit with ergotia, major bonus) while we waited for things to start - and this, I think, was a critical error. I was intrigued by the play, enjoying the jokes ... and completely exhausted, like I was wanting to DOZE OFF in the front row.

I attempted to convey to shadowdaddy that I was exhausted when we got to intermission, and he told me he was okay with me falling asleep in the back row, then went to the bathroom. I wasn't, so I went home, and was fortunate enough to catch a train a mere 10 minutes after I got to the train station.

For whatever reason I was feeling quite weepy when I got to the station, beating myself up over people taking their shit out on me and over the people who've rejected my overtures of friendship since I've been here. Mostly I've dealt with it with a big, "Not much I can do, really," but thanks to the magic of I Spent Too Long Coughing Instead of Sleeping Last Night, it was all proving very painful. I wrote imaginary letters in my head, I demoted people, I cancelled vacations I couldn't handle the stress of taking, then I finally called wechsler and talked to him, as Mostly Sane seemed better than where my head was.

I started reading the book bathtubgin gave me (she with rosamicula being the star additions to my circle of friends since I've moved here, completely consoling me for any perceived "loss," and work people amounting to nothing as usual) on the way back. Queueing for Beginners was funny and diverting. And I walked in the door and in short order my kitty came out to keep me company. So life isn't all misery, I'm really just tired and very ready for this cold to end.

I want to write about my long training session on collaboration yesterday but I want to be in bed soon (it's clear that this is good, right?), so I think I'll just read for a while instead and see if Boo will join me on the couch.
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