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martasficI got caught in a flash thunder storm coming out of the Lot-Less off Union Square (think of it as a K-mart scaled down for an urban environment), wearing a fairly thin button-down blouse, and now everyone can tell just what color bra I'm wearing.
Honestly not sure whether this is a good or a bad. On the other hand I'm drenched and should be embarrassed, and in Manhattan. But on the other: I just don't care. At all. I don't know these people, and it's not my fault, so just... !@#$ it. Mainly I care because it's a bit chafing.
Off in a bit to see Ghostbusters for the second time inside a week. It's wonderful, so much fun, and clearly this was the role Chris Hemsworth was meant to play because he so obviously enjoys himself Hoping I can laugh as wholeheartedly as I did last time. To kill time I stopped into a Wendy's for a frosty and found they were super-duper on sale (50 cents!) for some reason. So I'm sitting here in my soaked bright-orange blouse and dark-brown bra enjoying it. And I've eaten so much garbage today: hero with the all the bread that means, birthday cake, dollar slice of pizza, now ice-cream and movie popcorn and yet more soda. I'm a pig.
But I'm eating. That's enough of a challenge lately, I'm not going to knock it. And as I'm walking 20-30 minutes each way every day, I probably burn more calories than I used to. I'll survive, I think.
Am kind of digging this writing thing again, to be honest. My hope is the more it beomes normal, the easier it will be to write more fic, and the less introspective I'll be (less trapped in my own head). And hopefully I'll make time to read peoples' blogs around here I miss that, too.
Honestly not sure whether this is a good or a bad. On the other hand I'm drenched and should be embarrassed, and in Manhattan. But on the other: I just don't care. At all. I don't know these people, and it's not my fault, so just... !@#$ it. Mainly I care because it's a bit chafing.
Off in a bit to see Ghostbusters for the second time inside a week. It's wonderful, so much fun, and clearly this was the role Chris Hemsworth was meant to play because he so obviously enjoys himself Hoping I can laugh as wholeheartedly as I did last time. To kill time I stopped into a Wendy's for a frosty and found they were super-duper on sale (50 cents!) for some reason. So I'm sitting here in my soaked bright-orange blouse and dark-brown bra enjoying it. And I've eaten so much garbage today: hero with the all the bread that means, birthday cake, dollar slice of pizza, now ice-cream and movie popcorn and yet more soda. I'm a pig.
But I'm eating. That's enough of a challenge lately, I'm not going to knock it. And as I'm walking 20-30 minutes each way every day, I probably burn more calories than I used to. I'll survive, I think.
Am kind of digging this writing thing again, to be honest. My hope is the more it beomes normal, the easier it will be to write more fic, and the less introspective I'll be (less trapped in my own head). And hopefully I'll make time to read peoples' blogs around here I miss that, too.
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Date: 2016-09-10 04:11 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-09-11 12:35 pm (UTC)It's Manhattan, I'm sure a woman in a bright blouse with a chocolate brown bra nursing a frosty after having come in from the rain is far from the most unusual thing the populace will have seen today. Hope you enjoyed the snack and the movie.
- Erulisse (one L)
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Date: 2016-09-11 04:39 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-09-11 11:12 pm (UTC)In this city, that's far from a certainty!
On the positivity thing - those good/bad posts are really helping. I was actually talking about that with my therapist on Friday. I've never been a big fan of the power of positive thinking because I've gotten too much of that thought being abused over the years, but what I've found is I'm more driven to go out and do fun things. I'll take a look around and notice the fall leaves on the trees, I'll stop at the green-grocer stand and buy some fruit, I'll make the effort to listen to that song I particularly like. And even if it's a very small thing, having the expectation (just from myself) that I "need" something good to talk about actually helps me do that kind of thing.
Don't get me wrong, I'm still very stressed out and not too happy about a lot of things at work. But that's not the only thing going on at the moment, which is great.