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Things and stuff, stuff and things.

I got the I’m-not-judging-your-life-choices face from my cardiologist last week, and since then have been taking my meds every four hours like clockwork, as instructed. It has really helped with the anxiety and random periods of shakiness I’ve been getting, so I guess she knew what she was talking about. 😅

I want to have either a Crow Party or a Goblin Market, sometime in the fall. But I know like zero people here, so I am asking around about how to do that in a strange mid-sized city. I was advised by one of my sagely and wise friends to get to know local bartenders at music venues, as they will have a good idea of local players, and I am also thinking of asking local pagan artists if they are vending anywhere this fall that might be amenable to my having a small, possibly-kid-friendly time slot in their event.

Other ideas of how to accomplish this are also welcome in case I strike out with the few artists whose business cards I have from the Solstice event I went to.

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captain's log

Fun in the sun? Well, kinda.

I went to a Summer Solstice festival, and had a gyro and didn’t get a headache despite walking around in the sun and heat! I bought a great big labradorite pendant for me, and a palm stone for a friend, and some hot sauce and a laser carved magnet for a different friend. I am ahead on getting people gifts this year! And I supported independent artists, so yay for that.

In homework news, I am done with the stupid answers to the Vision Board for Basic Ass People journal questions, as of this evening, so now that whole project is done. I have about half the material reviewed for the Science of Movement mid-term, and I’m about to start in on the A+P homework tomorrow morning.

In other news, Vahdam Teas’ Vanilla Matcha is delicious and amazing. And now? Now I knit.

June 19th

I wish a joyous and free Juneteenth to all who celebrate liberation.

Friend’s mom died

Yesterday died in a fire. I lit that match myself.

My friend’s mom died at like 5 AM yesterday, I’m behind where I need to be on homework, and I got a good massage with a lot of neck and shoulder work but then immediately got another headache when I got home which the whole point was to keep the headache from coming back. Bc of course.

So:
• I’m going back on the anti-illness protocol for headaches from sinus infection, and seeing if that helps: use of tea tree oil aromatherapy inhaler every hour for the next few days; lots of pumpkin seeds in case this is viral in nature; using a neti pot at least once a day which I should do now, probably.
• I made some calls and did some internet things when my friend’s power and internet went out yesterday (bc of course) and helped her get set up with whole body donation. I may ping her once a day with a puppy meme, or other short way to say she is loved and cared for, but right now her instinct is to hole up and lick her wounds, and I respect that.
• It is time to get out of my comfortable bed and do a bunch of homework.

Meow. 🐱 Fuck yesterday and fuck today, too.

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worries

A friend’s mom is in the hospital with possible complications from a stroke, and friend lost her dad a couple years ago. I’m not sure what I’m hoping for other than miracles of medical science. Do I hope that if she passes, then she passes around the same time as her husband, so that my friend only has a week or two of bad anniversaries? Or do I hope that she hangs in there to spread out the griefs, even though that would be a grinding misery all its own?

I am sending food to the hospital so that my friend doesn’t have to deal with getting food together or making decisions about anything but her mom’s care. I have offered other forms of support, but those she will have to choose when or whether to take me up on them.

*worries in a major key with discordant minor notes*

Things and stuff, stuff and things.

Fun in the sun? Well, kinda.

June 19th

Friend’s mom died

*worries*

worries