*throat-clearing*

friday? something about being excited to be going on-call because the rest of my week had been so freakin' boring. and meetings. and a team lunch where i discovered that the raptor room's ambience is significantly more enjoyable than their food.

oh! and seeing my surgeon for hopefully the last time, he's very happy with my progress.

walking home quickly to shower and head to the tattoo parlour for a half-hour, walking out VERY happy with the results! also, learning how to manage a "professional" instagram account and being overwhelmed by the sheer number of fantastic art / literature / tattoo accounts i haven't been following because my personal account has been curated so that i only see pics from people i know and care about.

a good friday night dinner.

last night: a long, difficult night. still feeling bugs, and i somehow hurt my hip when i did get to sleep. a couple of hours sitting on the carpet in the middle of the night.

today: a slow start to the day (i'm sure i did something useful, i think), taking mr smear to the locksmith again (they tried to give us a gift because mr smear was being super-cute, i hope i didn't offend them by not accepting it), a visit to the wellness center (riding up and down the elevator, mr smear disturbed because it looked like the make-up model was putting bum-cream on her face), belgian waffles (that tasted gluten-free), feeding squirrels, entering the museum looking for the giant globe and finding it off (i couldn't convince mr smear that it was a black hole because "it's made of glass, daddy"), returning home to crash on the couch for a bit, crash bandicoot and coffee, another walk to the pharmacy and a couple of tantrums along the way, playing "adventure time" around a monument and hide-and-seek in the "maze" before returning home again, and then putting on the phantom menace as an introduction to the star wars franchise which he found thoroughly engrossing until about halfway, a mostly pleasant shower / bedtime, fixing some email relays, and watching bill burr's paper tiger.

thoroughly brilliant stuff. i'm glad to have seen both sticks and stones and paper tiger. if you're upset after seeing them, well, fine, whatever. but if you haven't seen them for yourself? don't let anyone else form your opinions for you, you might be embarrassed to discover what those opinions were based on.

now - to bed. and praying for a better night.