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It's a Jungle Out There
Feb. 9th, 2020 09:05 amThis morning, Jupiter (the neighbors' cat) was out and about early, so she came over here and parked her furry little ass right underneath the bird feeder. The birds were not happy about this, and the Cardinals perched up in the top of the azalea, yelling at her. She chittered back at them, which was cute - I like it when cats chitter and quack. The Blue Jays eventually showed up for their breakfast and they were not having any of this bullshit, so they dive-bombed her until she slinked off. ~*dRaMa!!*~
I have no major plans for today, just my usual Sunday. I make my shopping list and plan errands for the week, plan out a dinner menu, and I'll be prepping lunches for myself. Fox likes to just make himself a salad or sandwich, and I'm going to cook up a pot of mapo tofu, but with beans instead of ground pork. Fox is going to be cleaning the now-disassembled ATV engine and possibly starting to put it back together. The transmission had no obvious damage, so we can't really figure out why it's stuck in 4th gear.
Earlier I found myself thinking about someone I'd known in high school. I was actually friends with this person, so I was curious what they were up to. A quick Google search of their somewhat distinctive name told me ... she died in 2017, of complications with MS. Well, shit. She was a year behind me, which made it easier to be friends. The people in my own year had spent most of our shared school experience waffling between "oh fine we'll let you hang out with us" and "someone tell P'shaw that no one likes her." So by the time I was in high school I was happy to ignore the lot of them.
I tend to be acquainted with and on good speaking terms with a lot of people, but I typically don't have a lot of close friends. It's much easier for me to be friends with people online, since for me at least, online interactions aren't as draining or anxiety-provoking as in person ones. I think some of you will understand what I mean when I say that even doing something fun with friends you like can take a lot out of you. Fun with introversion. :)
Anyway, I'm considering getting the wagon out and picking up pine cones. If they dry out over the summer they'll make pretty good kindling next winter. And it gets them all picked up. I'm also kind of fascinated with pine cones.
I have no major plans for today, just my usual Sunday. I make my shopping list and plan errands for the week, plan out a dinner menu, and I'll be prepping lunches for myself. Fox likes to just make himself a salad or sandwich, and I'm going to cook up a pot of mapo tofu, but with beans instead of ground pork. Fox is going to be cleaning the now-disassembled ATV engine and possibly starting to put it back together. The transmission had no obvious damage, so we can't really figure out why it's stuck in 4th gear.
Earlier I found myself thinking about someone I'd known in high school. I was actually friends with this person, so I was curious what they were up to. A quick Google search of their somewhat distinctive name told me ... she died in 2017, of complications with MS. Well, shit. She was a year behind me, which made it easier to be friends. The people in my own year had spent most of our shared school experience waffling between "oh fine we'll let you hang out with us" and "someone tell P'shaw that no one likes her." So by the time I was in high school I was happy to ignore the lot of them.
I tend to be acquainted with and on good speaking terms with a lot of people, but I typically don't have a lot of close friends. It's much easier for me to be friends with people online, since for me at least, online interactions aren't as draining or anxiety-provoking as in person ones. I think some of you will understand what I mean when I say that even doing something fun with friends you like can take a lot out of you. Fun with introversion. :)
Anyway, I'm considering getting the wagon out and picking up pine cones. If they dry out over the summer they'll make pretty good kindling next winter. And it gets them all picked up. I'm also kind of fascinated with pine cones.
