absurdly tired

and not alone in my tiredness, i've been sleeping a lot this past week and i don't know if it's some kind of disease or if allergy season is just taking a particularly big toll.

friday was tough to get through - or just tough to stay awake through - but a lunchtime discussion turned inspirational and i'm eager to speak to someone who can do something with it. otherwise, i left early for a haircut and an awkward season's greetings to my tattoo artist, and friday evening is a fragmented memory.

both yesterday and today began with enjoyable birthday parties, today's was an adventure because i borrowed my mother's car and drove for the first time since my knee injury, additionally the massive jumping castles were great fun (although we did have one accident that could have gone really badly) and mr smear made me very proud on a number of occasions.

yesterday afternoon involved a big shopping followed by alice in wonderland and brave,  today was angry birds, frustration with the curse of monkey island (it keeps crashing and won't save), an excellent return to my brother rabbit, and a fun visit to our building's playground for a while.

yesterday's shower was a rough experience, every now and again mr smear pushes me to carry out a threat and we went through three cycles before he finally accepted that i meant business. this evening's, by contrast, was an absolute pleasure. the last song that played as we finished up and got ready for bed was enter sandman :P

speaking of music, yesterday morning began in a really special way: he climbed into bed with me and started singing "one - and one - are one" from tool's jimmy, which to my knowledge he's only ever heard once, two weeks ago when i got sonnet 8 tattooed. pitch perfect. i put the song on my phone and we lay there, enjoying it together until it ended and then getting up for breakfast.