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I am hungover af. But new Dean exhibitionism fic coming at you in a few.
Monday mood
Hey everybody is sorry I haven't been on in a while been working non-stop but has been super crazy. I was supposed to work today but ended up staying home sick with the flu. Hoping tomorrow I feel better since hoping tomorrow I feel better since I work in the evening and have a lot of things I need to get done. Hope you all are having a great day and had a wonderful weekend much love to each and everyone of you!
On the docket today:
1. Watch the latest episode of Castle Rock
2. Watch Split
3. Finish watching Big Little Lies
I thought I would post a picture without a silly filter, just me and my pets at home 💑🐶😽🐈
couch day
It doesn't get to happen much anymore, and that's probably for the best, but every so often, a day with crappy weather and no plans is the perfect day to become the couch. I had an inkling that last Sunday was primed to be a couch day and guarded the blank space on my google cal fiercely. Preparations needed to be made: supplies laid in for the cooking of breakfast, a quick house tidying-up so the prospect of spending all day inside wouldn't be perverted by clutter.
I saw so much live music this past week — Viagra Boys and their openers Kills Birds; Smashing Pumpkins, Jane's Addiction and Poppy; King Gizzard with black midi; and then six hours of DIY rock music put on by Friendship Quest Booking that I also filmed. A lot of sonic energy to absorb and a long time spent on my feet! I also got some strange news related to my current job that was displeasing but also a relief. Meanwhile the weather turned from sunny 60s perfection to a gray wet vibe. Lots of energy was swirling in the air and it was time to hide from it inside.
After knocking out an episode of Infinite Cast, the next order of the day was Minions Brunch. Minions Brunch as a tradition started whenever the first Minions movie came out on streaming (early 2016?) when I insisted we watch the movie at home and also eat brunch. If I recall correctly, the first Minions Brunch's food was a giant potato and egg skillet. This time we did pancakes, to christen the griddle pan that was one of our registry gifts. Griddle pan: perfect registry gift. Just this side of useful, and every time it is used, it will be remembered specifically as a registry gift, containing all the warm memories and latent stress of that wedding season. Oh and the maple syrup we used was also a wedding gift. It's truly abbondanza season at the Wade-O'Brien household.
Minions 2 was actually kind of a banger (eating an edible helped of course). Without the help of something like I Love The '70s, it'll take a movie like Minions 2 to transfer 1970s pop cultural and aesthetic knowledge to the next generation. Tupperware parties, rotary phones, avocado-colored wallpaper, you get the idea. Also I made Chris rewind an action scene because at the very end of it, there was a shot with a huge fluffy dog being walked way in the background and I just couldn't get over it. What a nice bit of scenic texture, totally unnecessary and yet extremely necessary for me, a stoned, dog-loving woman.
We followed up that movie with two more movies about how familial loyalty and organizational obligations are difficult to square with personal desires: The Princess Diaries and The Godfather: Part II. The day melted into a sludge of comfort, and then the comfort became so comfortable that it turned into discomfort with that comfort, as happens inevitably on all couch days.
At one point I paused a movie to talk to my mom on the phone about the work developments I'd been experiencing and she pointed out how I'm in a different stage in my life where said work developments did not have the power to destabilize me the way they did if they happened in, say, my early twenties, and how that was a great accomplishment. This is the Power of Moms: at their best, they have a perspective on your development even more robust than your own, because they've got their entire life experience from before they dragged you out of the womb to draw from, plus they've been watching your sorry ass fall down and get back up again Chumbawamba-style for decades. I bow down to Mom Power. Very humbling, very correct.
The weirdest part of a couch day is when you go to bed, moving from a horizontal position on one piece of furniture to an even more horizontal position on a different piece of furniture. It feels wrong, and yet right. Like I always say, you gotta power down to power up, and now I am ready to spent the last bit of "Q4" going balls 2 the wall.
Got some Winter candles lit.
House smells like the gigantic batch of Chex mix I have baking.
Comfy clothes on.
Warm and fuzzy blanket.
Watching Lord of the Rings: Extended versions ALL DAY LONG.
Living my best life rn