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Sorry to those who aren't fond of multiple updates inside a standard 24 hour day but another day has passed in wakeful terms and I thought I'd play catsup on my recent morning after style of journaling.
WORK:
Today I was grumpy but as always admitting to it in the moment and thereby having/making fun (self not spared)all the while. I was very talkative as I have been recently (permasmiling) and not just the usual dirty talk/clean food routine. I got caught jokingly bitching about the good hard nosed manager's snippiness over being expected to do part of her job. We talked it over later and all was forgiven. It was hellishly hot in there on account of busy-ness and a lot of oven work on the line. We all got a bit flustered but myself especially. It was my friday though so relief was accomplished nonetheless and th'kiddo let me take a nap to start off the weekend with her.
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KIDDO:
Then we cleaned house, well sort of, at least we made a plan. We have already gone through books and clothing that has been outgrown but it remained that we consolidate and donate old and unappreciated toys in the aftermath of the holiday onslaught. We discovered that her most recent additions in that department were of a dense value to space ratio. In layman's terms I guess I mean to say that her new toys are great but don't take up a lot of space [books (including tag reader system which is awesome as long as she catches on), board games, videos, computer games, music player, and dolls]. We did improve our plan on how to organize and store them in time's of unuse and set up a shelf of old large toys to be upon request only to see how appreciated they still are and she is understanding of the fact that other children may make better use of them. Some toys have just been in an uneasily accessable toy chest and seeing them again possibly sparked only a temporary interest. We'll see. She's back in school so I'll get it together on the morrow. We also have a rewards chart for chores and behaviour that she adores but I find that she is so well behaved and motivated that it is not a huge challenge to fill each day with stickers. We are going to replace certain items with areas needing improvement if any can be identified. It is important to include her in deciding what behaviours are put on this chart since she sees the value behind them better then and won't be resistant to some rule. In the long run she will have to learn to make her own decisions rather than be simply told what to do so I take a permissive yet encouraging approach to parenting. Using big words and other languages has always been a part of my routine since she will ask if she doesn't understand something and has impressed even perfect strangers with her eloquence close to "that of a 6 year old" (as put by a Route 24 passenger). I am constantly told what a great father I am or must be and that I don't give myself enough credit and it makes me blush with pride and a sense of agreeability but I wish that only meant people would be up to spend more time in the midst of it. My daughter and I both could use more friends and company. We are so isolated in our home life it is the one thing I wish I still knew how to cry over.
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FRIENDS:
I did go out last night after a fruitless visit to the plasma center (they forgot to tell me on the phone that I needed an appointment so another week I wait to bring in extra cash while doing an expendable community service an hour a week. It turned out alright coz I was able to meet up with a friend in the area for a few rounds of pool. She is my cougar friend; my biggest crush and best friend. She's helped me build confidence in approaching and understanding women and myself in their eyes as well as men. She was laid off a couple months ago and severance is running dry so she may end up moving far away if nothing turns up in the upper management realm. She is cutting back on dining out and pool or drink tabs but still doesn't understand that for me $30 goes a long way whereas $Xx,000 on hand with property would be a fucking fortune in my eyes. I got a little drunk while she stayed sober to drive home and was initially worried I was being abnoxious. She kept laughing and saying how she didn't want to go but she's a good woman and wouldn't flake on a prior engagement. We did the European kissy cheeks thing but I kept mocking a go at the lips which made her blush. She holds strong to the "old enough to be your mom" thing and the "you're way too good of a friend to risk it" complex which I know is how she feels and not just an excuse but I still poke fun since she's obviously considered it and is a goddess in heated battle with those sweet little inner demons. I have some good material to bust out on the verge of that potential fiery night of passion just to get her goat.
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LADIES:
The night dragged on and she had to retire so I walked her to her car and watched out for creeps at the ATM, then returned for a few more drinks and chatted away with a plenty o' perfect strangers. I got pretty wasted and given my shitty after work appearance, I was elatedly suprised at people's reciprocated interest in clever conversation. I fooled an Irish man that I was a native and not meerly demi-blooded irish-mun. I connected with a fellow bus rider, putting name to face, lost a gentleperson's bet, entertained a gay couple, got a few right-sure hugs in and was awarded a decent response from the bar staff as well as one of a pair girls out together. We made a few cracks at the usual guys (I was so one of the girls for a sec) and their cum-happy egos out for a one night stand or every other wednesday for a month's phone number. I got what I think to be a sincere understanding that I would be more fun with a light buzz only and looked forward to another good(er) time. I still feel awkward asking for a phone number and heard it may be better to ask for an email as it is less threatening or personal and more ignorable/blockable if later found in dislike. Still I don't get a great response and it seems better to take your chances at another coincidental encounter and good time to prove it's no fluke and go for the goal, which for me is to make new friends first no matter where that may lead. I gave her my contacts and did not ask for hers but overheard her place of work. Was it foolish to leave it up to her on a highly misplaceable scrap of paper? Should I have asked for a number/email/date? Would it be sleezy to make another pass at her work? If not, after how long of not hearing back?