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I've given up trying to fight the crazy and am just going with it. I have exactly two goals for this week. Make sure I am packed, and that my house is at least non-toxic enough that ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
vagabondage can pet the kitties without stumbling over anything that will risk her (or their) health. Thinking about anything Who or Tennant related is enough to start a panic attack, so I'm pretending they don't exist. Obsessive Guitar Hero playing and an unhealthy focus on Hugh Dillon are still keeping me from going completely over the edge so that's what I'll do with my time, with small breaks for more Bones watching.
My father visited yesterday, so I am now loaded up with foods that are organic and vegetarian because he mantains the dream that someday this will get me to eat like this all the time. He's not entirely wrong, I do feel about a bajillion times better in the weeks after he leaves and this is what I'm eating because it's there. Stubborness and intense cravings for a Quarter Pounder and a bag of Doritos nearly always win out in the end, though. I also have a new fall coat that I am told is quite fashionable, because he also likes to think that someday I will act like an actual girl, and therefore attempts this weird thing called 'shopping' with me...which usually ends in a grumpy me staring at racks of clothes in horror while he consults with a salesperson about what I would want to buy if I was like his other daughters, and I ask only two questions 'Is it warm? Is it comfortable? Fine. No, I don't care what it looks like. Can we please leave now?' I find it very sweet that he keeps trying.
So, what keeps you from going insane?
vagabondage can pet the kitties without stumbling over anything that will risk her (or their) health. Thinking about anything Who or Tennant related is enough to start a panic attack, so I'm pretending they don't exist. Obsessive Guitar Hero playing and an unhealthy focus on Hugh Dillon are still keeping me from going completely over the edge so that's what I'll do with my time, with small breaks for more Bones watching. My father visited yesterday, so I am now loaded up with foods that are organic and vegetarian because he mantains the dream that someday this will get me to eat like this all the time. He's not entirely wrong, I do feel about a bajillion times better in the weeks after he leaves and this is what I'm eating because it's there. Stubborness and intense cravings for a Quarter Pounder and a bag of Doritos nearly always win out in the end, though. I also have a new fall coat that I am told is quite fashionable, because he also likes to think that someday I will act like an actual girl, and therefore attempts this weird thing called 'shopping' with me...which usually ends in a grumpy me staring at racks of clothes in horror while he consults with a salesperson about what I would want to buy if I was like his other daughters, and I ask only two questions 'Is it warm? Is it comfortable? Fine. No, I don't care what it looks like. Can we please leave now?' I find it very sweet that he keeps trying.
So, what keeps you from going insane?