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handed my resume in at a print shop, got exhibitionistic for ten minutes while smoking, set up more interviews, fan of tweemo (music & fashion), smoked a roach while listening to a mixtape one of my best friends gave me, walked an hour and a half to Fremont because i was restless & bored (in a way i knew would turn to anxiety by nightfall), from a Catholic little library with the Srimad Bhagavatam in it, diyed a shitty little skirt, Cream napped on me, American Chesnut trees, went to a queer/kink munch (had conversations i liked and pieces i didn't like. met an ethnozoologist), sudden week of many interviews and job offers after a month and a half of absolutely nothing (one interview to seven), stomach problems, got stumbled over by a drunk man, sudoku, time with partner & a friend (drinks, snacks, swords-as-a-meeting-place, mini remote-controlled helicopter for partner, found a man selling necklaces on a corner at 11pm. partner bought two, one for self and friend, and the man said i needed to be included and selected one for me. friend tied a ribbon around my neck, necklace can be seen in that photo. we were just kind of amazed. partner standing several feet away waiting for friend's cigarette to die. charms, samples, given to us. yeah, just that constant feeling of being amazed and confused), blacked out Neptune display board with little specks of multi-colored light (galaxy under Neptune), tiredness, good feelings, got sick right before my job started, partner helped me get groceries, finally got a copy of polysecure, ex-roommate was hastily moved out following falling out with other roommates and (most importantly) being a possible accessory to murder & a rapist, partner got a mild concussion from swords, i spent over three hours in the ER with her as she got checked out, i got sick again, covered my only red jacket with every "heart" or "love" pin/button i own for valentine's day, roommate & their partner are baking cake, realized i wasn't coughing at work but coughing constantly at home (mold. it's mold.), did my first day alone at work, saw beautiful clouds, hemmed my black double-kneed dickies pants for work (accidentally a smidge too short, but it's okay), had an extremely hard time at work (way too laborious for the pay), barhopped with two friends from florida (noa's sock sweater was incredible, it was gracie's birthday last wednesday), went to the last bathaus show (their lease is up, i'm hoping they can relocate) and saw someone i didn't want to see (really enjoyed catica, though), left show early bc i missed my girlfriend (acts of love from both of us), gave and received comfort, got a new journal (nearly filled my other one, half a dozen pages to go), injured my shoulder at work, got mail from musical fanzine, remembered the impact R. Missing and Annihilation had on me last April, thought a lot about plurality, went to a leatherdyke cruising party and actually cruised (very intimidating! she's drop-dead gorgeous but i guess likes them mousy? idk. scared! it was fun), sobered up immediately after leaving and the body that keeps the score was reminding me it's still being kept, more rough laborious physical work, body immensely sore and exhausted, writing cover letter & supplemental questions to a job i really want (feels like applying for college? haven't had to write like this in four years. on that note.. unsettles me a little to think that if i hadn't been in such a deep depression, i possibly could've graduated by now/or this summer. i may be able to go back next year.), ate my leftover cooking
(^ Recommended by partner)