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nyykiSometimes life has a bit too much life. Yesterday was one of those days where things didn’t do what I wanted them to. I woke up way too early, couldn’t get back to sleep, and got up to do things. I was running a long OCR on some books and manuals, and a few of them either didn’t contain the information I was looking for or the scan was trash. Ugh.
I was also getting way low on things like breakfast materials, so my diet was not the best. To top things off, I got a call from my infusion provider less than 24 hours before my appointment – that means, in all past situations, that they’re going to cancel my appointment and reschedule. Yep, is why I’m posting this instead of riding home with a stop at Braums to grab lunch. Then it was another wait for them to call me back, while wondering when my Guitar Center guy was going to call about my order.
They didn’t call. He did, and after some discussion we got things worked out and my orders have shipped. I got the phone call from the infusion center this morning, and that’s rescheduled, so now it’s all about writing and waiting forlanalucy to call me for an editing session. And the roommate stopped by the store so I have breakfasting materials, along with some other useful options.
And to make it all a little better, I woke up early this morning but managed to get back to sleep. I’m awake without a sleep headache. I’m a f an of that.
Ideas are flowing again, and I can come up with things for most of what I’ve got waiting.
I’m feeling isolated though – I want more phone contact with like-minded people and creative people, which can be two different categories or one depending on the person. To be truthful, I’d prefer face to face contact, but with my suppressed immune system that might not be such a great idea; another example of life having too much life in it, the category of life being subtext or aftereffects.
I was also getting way low on things like breakfast materials, so my diet was not the best. To top things off, I got a call from my infusion provider less than 24 hours before my appointment – that means, in all past situations, that they’re going to cancel my appointment and reschedule. Yep, is why I’m posting this instead of riding home with a stop at Braums to grab lunch. Then it was another wait for them to call me back, while wondering when my Guitar Center guy was going to call about my order.
They didn’t call. He did, and after some discussion we got things worked out and my orders have shipped. I got the phone call from the infusion center this morning, and that’s rescheduled, so now it’s all about writing and waiting for
lanalucy to call me for an editing session. And the roommate stopped by the store so I have breakfasting materials, along with some other useful options.And to make it all a little better, I woke up early this morning but managed to get back to sleep. I’m awake without a sleep headache. I’m a f an of that.
Ideas are flowing again, and I can come up with things for most of what I’ve got waiting.
I’m feeling isolated though – I want more phone contact with like-minded people and creative people, which can be two different categories or one depending on the person. To be truthful, I’d prefer face to face contact, but with my suppressed immune system that might not be such a great idea; another example of life having too much life in it, the category of life being subtext or aftereffects.
What’s for breakfast?
Date: 2025-10-07 10:55 pm (UTC)Maybe we need to start up party lines again. Just pick up the phone and have a bunch of people available, depending on the time and day. Kinda makes me miss old ‘net chatrooms.
RE: What’s for breakfast? [ nyyk
Date: 2025-10-07 11:41 pm (UTC)I miss both net chatrooms and instant messaging. It's not the same thing as real, but for those who are averse to face to face social interaction they were a way to get some of it without worrying about cringe or feeling out of control.
My appointment is next Tuesday, close to where today's was supposed to be.