93 My cramps are cramping The physical pain isnt so bad today but it's heightened by stress Receiving international payments from money transfer apps in Egypt is possible, you've just got to be determined to slay the minotaur After calling everybody (including my cousins' kids in college...god, I'm that aunt now) And getting lost in facebook groups and comment threads, I eventually learned I have to go get a special credit card & e wallet thing from the post office tomorrow I've never been to the post office here I've heard tales though Picking out my sweaty human sardine can outfit Long sleeves because the super microbial cloud is just about bearable but sticky stranger skin contact is not Unless they buy me dinner Light cotton because the people oven's set at 180° and I'm pretty sure I'll get trampled if I faint In the meantime the Dutch guys are sending over 9 script assignments I like them! The boys I mean. The assignments are fun too Their cultural norms appeal to me as somebody on the spectrum Very straightforward I'm afraid of my body ruining this for us I'm trying grounding techniques and the stuff doc N said to do I'm cooing at my stomach, gentle pats Earlier, I chugged cinnamon and fenugreek. I took my meds. I got into fetal position around my fuzzy hot water bottle-- Stomach: I'm still angry Me: ...um...of course you are my darling *pat pat* Stomach: I am slightly appeased Me: How is this working? Stomach: WHAT WAS THAT? Me: NOTHING *frantic pat pat pat* ssshhhh shhhh Stomach: hmph If I do this at the post office, they're going to think I'm pregnant. I should wear a ring. My sister's stressing me out too via my baba She's trauma dumping on him now Welcome to my world baba I told him I don't want to hear it All I will say is this baba-- while you worry with insomnia, because she's painted the bleakest picture, she's going to buy a brand new snowboard for her trips with giga Chad du jour 'I thought you had money issues' you'll ask 'Why are you making me feel guilty about the little fun I have' she'll snap 'Because you give me panic attacks about it' you will silently say to yourself until she wears you down into a twitchy sleepless blob and you YELL IT AT HER WITH THE RAGE OF A SLIGHTLY INCONVENIENCED WHITE WOMAN IN BUSINESS CLASS And then she'll be offended and want space and find somebody else to do it to Baba calmed down and promised not to bring it up again (But he will, he will) 'Why are you patting your stomach?' 'Self care baba, caring of za sellef, sshhhh shh shh' She'll snap out of it, she loves herself too much not to And I will survive this week And then buy plants for my place And celebrate with Maru chan And smooch one of my two crushes? Sunrise-- academic, artist, musician, chic, fragile, knows everybody I know, also needs a mommy, very gentle Deedee-- a brain fart in human form who laughs at everything I say, is super rich, has a dog, has probably killed before without noticing They're both extremely beautiful to the point that it's off putting |