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Friday, April 18, 2025

un-holy

 unholy shit. the past few days have been thoroughly exhausting, i've got twenty minutes to type this up before taking mr smear to shul and hoping for a smooth evening.

i've been playing a lot of slay the spire, as much because it's an awesome game as because i desperately need some kind of escapist meditation.

gd and i left mr smear at home with cubase and tinkercad and did a quick pharmacy run before rushing a lunch and packing and heading for the train to jerusalem.

for the past two days, it's been near impossible to get mr smear "present" in any sense, all he wants to do is play games on his phone.

the train experience: just great, although managing mr smear's phone addiction wasn't easy.

the light rail experience: omg, so many people. so many low-iq, unwashed, neglected/neglectful people.

mr smear became progressively angrier and more upset about moving between the masses on their way to the wall, and about us trying to help him navigate his feelings, and by the time we arrived he was pretty much a lost cause. but in a way that really tied in to all the shit we've been dealing with lately, the rudeness and the belligerence and the defiance and the anger.

the ingratitude.

oh, i left out the shitty experience at the armenian quarter museum where we just wanted to use a bathroom.

the way back to the light rail was better, the ride back to the train station less unpleasant, the train ride back to tel aviv a relief - although a lot of that was just mr smear knowing that we were on our way home :/

we had some talks, we had dinner, and then i said goodnight and headed to the mongoose's to chill and decompress. he called me a taxi to get home because i was falling on my nose, and it didn't even occur to me to just order one myself :$

today:

another couple of talks in the morning, but him actually finishing his hebrew book report. a shopping mission that only had a couple more incidents. a mission to find an english copy of munchkin (didn't find one), introduce gd to the teva castel, eat a nice little meal off our favorite vegan cart, and take a long, slow stroll home (we were too impatient to wait for the buses).

oh, and lots and lots of dishes between last night and today to make up for a few negligent days.

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