Deep Thoughts - The James Joyce Version

Not enough to merit separate posts, so here's a bunch of little stuff together.

--John Dear and I drove up to NY this weekend to visit his aunt and uncle and we had a nice time. Saw Hair. I'm glad I saw it, but I didn't really enjoy it. Voices were gorgeous, but you couldn't understand the words and the songs were not memorable (except for "Aquarius" cause up until an age that I will not mention because it is embarrassing I thought that the song was about my mom because she's an Aquarius). The nudity was not artistic as I believe was the case when the show first came out, it just seems gratuitous now. Just, OK everyone, strip!

--Incidentally, this was my first look at an/many un.circ'd you-know-whats. Looked odd to me. When I mentioned this to JD, his response was, "Um, I really wasn't looking that closely."

--Also, the naked human body is a beautiful thing, but there was a whole lot of not-beautiful (male and female) going on.

--Been off my pills for three days because I couldn't find them. Thought I had left them in my office desk drawer, but it turns out that I had put them in my new toothbrush bag (dentist has me brushing and using prescription-strength Listerine-type stuff after breakfast, which I keep in a bag that goes in my work bag) so the pills were with me all along, I just hadn't looked closely in the bag. Emotional freakouts occurred late last night (partially attributed to low blood sugar) and this morning, but I figure they will go as soon as the pills kick in.

--Took JD's car to work today since he volunteered to take my car in for an oil change. Also took my car keys with me, so JD is home all day with no car. That and the ensuing parade of horribles (he's got no car, no job, he's not going to do anything all day but play the effing computer, he's such a f*ckup) were the emotional freakout this morning.

--In order to be emotionally honest, I told him with the caveat that without the pills there was no real voice of moderation in my head, that I almost felt like he should just take any job so that I wouldn't hate him for not doing anything. (And it's not that he's not doing anything, just that the house is so bad and he's doing the bare minimum. And he says it's that he doesn't know what to do or that he needs my help for what goes where or what to throw away/giveaway and I'm like be an adult, suck it up and just do it). SO, I gave him a rundown on things that needed to be accomplished and didn't require a car; hopefully, he'll do some of those.

Got to the end of that?! Nice job. Understood it? You get a gold star!!