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It's writing time, and I've just woken up. It helps when I'm staying downtown. If I'm not dead tired people leaving clubs tends to wake me up, I think. I just sleep through if I need it. Tonight we fell asleep very early, so here I am.

My life is a swirl of activities right now. It's slowing down (I am no longer planned up every day after work for every forseeable day, only for three days into the future or so) and I need that. Most of my busy is hanging out with people I really want to see anyhow.

The latest person I turned down on okcupid has finally argued with me. The balance of the spheres is restored. I was relatively shocked when I told this guy no and he didn't reply; almost anyone I take the time to say 'no, we're not compatible/you just offended me/I don't like you' (as opposed to 'no, I'm too busy') argues. Strike that. Everyone does. I've gone past the period when it intimidated me; now it's starting to annoy me. I mean, what the fuck do you think you're gonna do, convince me that you're not a jerk by trying to muscle me around? I'm not sure if all dating sites are like that. I'm not sure if all dating encounters are like that (in the real world I a. have a boyfriend who I adore and b. don't get propositioned often.

Work today was fun, easy, and companionable. We were working with the (imo) hottest of the labourers, a big easygoing redhead who's light on the work ethic but pretty entertaining. A dose of male hormones always helps everyone get along, especially at this time of year. I'm not convinced my boss doesn't do this deliberately, as a tactic to prevent ruffled feathers. Then again, maybe it's accidental.

I am feeling distinctly non-maudlin. This is odd for this time of night. I'm all newsy: I pulled a muscle in my thigh (alas, on a slippery floor, not in any entertaining sort of way), I'm looking forward to processing plums, my brothers are doing a birthday dinner for me tomorrow, all that sort of stuff. Normally I feel like factual updated during the day, and emotional updated during the evening. Emotions either hit the ecstatic (not a lot of that posted lately) or that angsty/maudlin/nostalgic range. Instead of any of that I'm just... quiet... right now. The world is being gentle with me. I am going through a bike obsession phase. Angus made me dinner. I'm not sure what more to say.

Be well. Be nice to people. Go to a farmer's market or a berry stand by the side of the road and put some berries or tomatoes into your freezer in ziplock bags, whole, perhaps rinsed and then let dry. It will take you ten minutes of prep, you will save money, and in December you will get that food out and both feel blessed by the super tastiness and be running light on your food transportation oil rigamarole.

This scattered post of the day brought to you by the number 6, and the letters z, y, and b.