Hungry Ghost's Daily Diet (TM)

I'm ignoring all the imperatives being issued by my brain. Because they're contradictory. And this irritates me greatly.

Ahhh. I just realised the true meaning of the saying "Ignorance is bliss".

However, that's a noun, which does me no good, so I'm going to take the active form of the verb and apply it to my present circumstances.

I think that's a very good plan. Ignore reality, nurture the delusions and then create more illusions and generally become schizophrenic.



My brain tells me that

1. I should really update my posts with the entertaining, the salacious, the witty, the aggravating, the loving, the irritating, the warm, the silly and sublime events that took place since Wednesday evening.
2. I should really fix the aperture settings for the DM6000
3. I should really fill in the evaluation forms for one RN
4. I should really sit down and go through the dreaded "is it melanoma or breast cancer" paper and push it out of the door
5. I should really go get some brown sugar
6. I should really wash some socks
7. I should really deadhead some Matthiola
8. I should really eat something healthy
9. I should really tidy up around the office
10. I should really order some 10kDa dextrans conjugated to Cy5

Ah well. I think I'll take off and go nap in the sun by the water instead.

But before I go, I must write down these two sentences less I forget.

The first is for Wed night.

"SNM, aka BK at F212, ambled over to DWA and me at the dinner table, beamed flirtatiously at us, and started plying us with many, many questions that were very intimate and personal; he then twisted our answers to place us in the worst possible light."

The second is for Thursday night.

There was a stunned silence after CA said, "...I wasn't proud of myself, but I didn't know what else to do but answer without pronouns as in, 'yes, works out', or 'runs too'...", and DWE and I turned towards each other and said in hushed tones, "I'm so impressed. CA knows what a pronoun is!".

Okay. More to come about Wednesday and Thursday nights. Today. I'm going for a nap, then to see Departures, but without Dr. TC because, he's going through his own departure. Instead, Dr. PJ will have to put up with my unadulterated presence since Dr. TC can't be there to buffer his oh-so sensitive sensibilities.

Also to come, a poor compromise. And also suddenly understanding why I've not been sleeping well lately.