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Friday, May 26th, 2023 09:33 pmBecause I had a 12:15 appointment I went to bed at 11 last night, two hours earlier than usual, in order to get the invariable-unless-doped routine of 'lie awake for an hour' preliminaries out of the way. Woke at 9:15, did lying down exercises for half an hour, got up and went about my day. And was yawning by 2 because however much I sleep, if I have to be up by a certain time my body registers this as a sleep deficit. Which, sorry body, is taking Non serviam aka 'Shan't' much too far.
Ordered in, because I could, banh mi and Vietnamese coffee. I've become so feral that ordering in gives me social anxiety, which I ignore, and the other anxiety about 'what if they get the wrong address?' Which, to be fair, has only happened twice, but I have a house number that's so easily transposed that I occasionally do it myself. However, Kumar arrived in short order with my food, and was one of those delivery types who's overcome when handed a cash tip (in an envelope, because Japanese habits die hard, and on top of the website tip, because I don't trust their '100% goes to your courier' disclaimers.) Then went and got my holds from the library, and bought an ice cream cone, and now must get serious about cutting back on sugar. Had virtuous chicken soup for dinner, except that calorie-wise the ice cream cone *was* dinner. And am now reading, not my library books, but an easy Dick Francis from a Wee Free Libree. I have my own copy upstairs somewhere, on a dusty bookshelf, is why I'm reading this one.
Ordered in, because I could, banh mi and Vietnamese coffee. I've become so feral that ordering in gives me social anxiety, which I ignore, and the other anxiety about 'what if they get the wrong address?' Which, to be fair, has only happened twice, but I have a house number that's so easily transposed that I occasionally do it myself. However, Kumar arrived in short order with my food, and was one of those delivery types who's overcome when handed a cash tip (in an envelope, because Japanese habits die hard, and on top of the website tip, because I don't trust their '100% goes to your courier' disclaimers.) Then went and got my holds from the library, and bought an ice cream cone, and now must get serious about cutting back on sugar. Had virtuous chicken soup for dinner, except that calorie-wise the ice cream cone *was* dinner. And am now reading, not my library books, but an easy Dick Francis from a Wee Free Libree. I have my own copy upstairs somewhere, on a dusty bookshelf, is why I'm reading this one.
