March 3rd, 2013


Saturday's three good things (and one really bad one)

On Saturday I had a mental collapse at about 2AM and I can't really say much positive about that because waking up in the middle of the night and crying uncontrollably isn't really a thing you can put a good spin on. I think I have been under a lot of pressure lately and it got to be too much.

This set off the worse urticaria reaction I've had since December. I spent all of the day Saturday feeling like a wrung out dish rag and looking like an albino giraffe zombie that had been thrown into the Thames, really amazing swollen face and rashy hot itchy skin. It was pure misery. I finally did actually get out of the house at four, and went to an art exhibit in Wapping (a movie installation at the Wapping project), then had a late lunch/early dinner at Lupita with Jason. Irritatingly I had tickets to a show (and had to get them to some other people I had booked tickets for way back when), and all I wanted to do was sleep some more; I met our friends at the theater, dozed through act 1, then went back home.

But I made it to the end of the day and as I was falling asleep I realized I needed to think about my three good things, especially to counteract all of the bad things I'm trying to live through right now.
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1. The part of the show I saw last night wasn't too bad and my friends were completely understanding about me leaving early.
2. I had some cake at home and it was nice to eat it at 10 PM last night.
3. I was able to write a theater review in thirty minutes yesterday afternoon.

That was my good stuff. Today is going to be quiet stuff - I've got tickets for a movie. I might sleep some more if I need to. Mostly I just need to keep taking care of my body and trying to get the stress and panic down and have my life feel really relaxed and safe.
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Review - Glasgow Girls

On Friday night, J and I went to Stratford to see a play called Glasgow Girls. Who would have thought that I would ever be at a point in my life where I wanted to see a play about immigrants because it was now a play about people like me: but it is. I'm grateful I'm not a refugee, though; I wasn't chased out of my house by mobs with flaming torches or machine guns. And anti-immigrant attitudes here in the UK are possibly nastier than they are in the US, because the UK doesn't see itself as a nation built by immigrants like the US does. So for me, a play about people standing up against the UK government to protect the immigrants they had come to see as "one of us" was really heartwarming; so much better that it was teenaged girls in Glasgow, which has a reputation for being such a hardassed city that the thought of its citizens warming up to outsiders just warmed my cockles.

And it was a good play, and a good musical, and a good evening. Sadly it closed yesterday, but if it's revived again elsewhere I'd hurry to go.

Adopt one today!
Sea dragon

Sunday's three good things

Did a lot of sleeping today, still in recovery mode, I think.

Today's three good things:
1. My roommate has already started making my owl sweater and did a swatch to check and see how much the yarn would shrink/stretch after washing. She says it's "sheepy" smelling but she thinks it will soften up nicely after washing, plus the fact it's dark brown not black will mean the owls show up better.
2. Life of Pi was really lovely even if it was so CGIed I was cringing in my seat.
3. Jason and I both grooved on the sourdough pizza at Franco Manca in Brixton Market and the $14 bottles of wine were also very good - reminded me of actually being in Italy, you know, cheap affordable food and drink!

Else: face only mildly swollen today, no spots on legs at all when I woke up. Home at 8 PM, reading and dragon farming. No writing to do so I could actually work on my play ...