Is from Johannesburg. Cool. She has an accent. She is very nice. She said there is nothing discernibly wrong with me from an endocrinology point-of-view, and some of my current issues are due to being on Prednisone for an interminable length of time. Or forever. It seems like. I am tired today, but had fun yesterday. Did lunch at the Mexican restaurant, and WHY don’t they deliver?, saw the doctor, did a bit of shopping, came home, played pc games with Tess, crashed on couch. Big day, compared to my usual got up, schlepped around, read, slept. Recovery Day. I always forget about Recovery Day, which always comes after Doing Fun/Not Fun Things day. So not doing much today, and not going to feel guilty about it, either.
<-THIS is me.
Trying to avoid all the emails I get from political places. It’s too depressing reading about the crap that goes on. I really can’t change anything by signing petitions, and since that’s the most I’m able to do, I am not going to keep depressing myself reading about stuff. Like the NSA. Don’t want to rad about what my government is doing in respect to spying on me and my fellow citizens. Or the thousands of people who are not getting anymore unemployment benefits after all. Or any of the other shit my country is perpetrating on it’s citizens. Over that.
Am working very slowly on crocheting a beanie-style hat. Is purty. Also, I made actual food for brunch. Didn’t get up til almost noon, so ate after 1pm, since I have to wait an hour after that first pill before ingesting anything but water. That first hour with no coffee is a killer, let me tell you. Ruins my whole day. LOL Oh, is it still brunch if it’s after noon? Okay, I’m done.