My cousin bought a set of these for me and succeeded in pissing my stalker off. I love to see it, I really do.
Why do I nearly keep forgetting to write here?
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I’d be resuming streaming sooner, but migraines.
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I should be able to get to it sometime within the next few days, but to be honest had hoped I was able to get to it sooner except for that whole migraine thing. But I am in the process of changing some of my medications out so that I can stop ones that aren’t working quite so well (or at all) any more, which will allow me to take and get acclimated to new ones… and hopefully those new ones work a lot better! Here’s hoping!
Today has already been a day ending in y.
I’ve been letting Bub’s functional Steam Deck go, downloading all of his games like a good little soldier.
…okay, maybe most of his games. I’m not quite willing to splurge on a Deck with a larger internal hard drive unless these things have really been proven to last, and we didn’t quite get the bang for our buck that I had hoped we would get with the last one. So I’m piling them on several at a time to ensure that he has all of the ones he is currently playing or would really want to play on a car ride or in the doctor’s office on the Steam Deck going from there, and I’m dealing with the city that we live in being the city that we live in again (since when are local ATMs not skimmed? it’s gotten to the point that I know exactly what I need to do in order to get any fraudulent transactions reversed in a prudent enough period of time, although I would seriously just as well never have to deal with this again because I would much rather not live in this area, but I digress…).
It’s going to become so much more annoying than it already is stopping at the local branch of the bank that operates out of the grocer near my house to pop off food money and rent as I need it, but it certainly seems like that’s actually going to have to be done to prevent my debit cards from ever being skimmed. Again. Sigh.
Soon I’ll have him with me in another way…
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This will arrive at my house on Friday according to tracking and is teeing up to become the best, most meaningful Christmas present ever. My oldest son’s father used to wistfully say that when it was his time to go, he wanted his atoms and molecules to become one with the stars (he didn’t mean this in a way that would, or should, have warranted psychiatric intervention… he just wanted to be able to dance across the stars whenever it was his time to go, not expecting that he would die at only thirty-seven years of age). When I saw this necklace, I absolutely knew that I had to have it. When it arrives I’ll be sure to take a lot of pictures and post them everywhere. The death of my oldest son’s father has admittedly hit me harder than I expected it to, or would have expected it to, and I know that if I find out something happened to my youngest son’s father I… would not feel the same way. I do like to think that my oldest son’s father got his penultimate wish and is able to dance across the stars like “Drops of Jupiter” by Train, which always reminds me of him whenever it pops up on my Spotify playlist. He’s just with us in a different way now than he was.