It seems as if all is well.

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My friend came by this morning. She wanted to finish up some of her laundry. It seems there is no problem, so either she got over it or she was never really upset. Though she did call, when she arrived, she saw that the lights were not on so she did not even bother ringing the doorbell or knocking on my window. I have mixed feelings about this, though I think she did the best thing. I might have been quite difficult to wake up. And, as for how I feel about it, I do not worry so long as she is not upset. I deal with my feelings quite well, I do not deal with angering the few friends I have well at all. I am stable, if a bit vulnerable. Hmm, maybe not even that, not quite directly. Friends who have given up just become sad memories. Now, those, I have too many of those already. They haunt me in dreams and during those half awake times.

I finished off the last of the dishes, then made more. Now that meat is back on the menu, boys, I am eating it! Beef and beans for burritos last night and this morning, a thick cut ribeye for lunch, and I am thawing brawts as I speak. I am thinking about practicing meatballs for a good spaghetti meal. I could use pork and beef, mixed with a nice blend of herbs and spices, but I like my beef too much. I hate the idea of adulterating the meat with things like eggs and bread crumbs, but I am curious. Food, good home-made, hot out of the oven, out of the pan, or whatever, is one of my few practical applications and joys. And even the Q.O.D. admits that even when I cook foods which are not to her standards, I cook well enough that even she enjoys it… if she can relax and trust me. Oh, not only was she not angry, she brought over breakfast! She really is sweet often, or, urhm, occasionally. Hehehe

I still have not called, but I am running out of day. I really needed to nap earlier, but then the Q.O.D. arrived. I stay up to enjoy the little company I get. We watched a show, she usually brings over DVDs. Today it was a teen chic flick based around vampirism. I cannot quite remember the name of it, but I guess it is the ‘rage’. It really was not all that bad, but… vegetarian vampires (only ate animals)? Come on! Oh well, it was good enough. And, for the most part, I was able to keep quiet and just enjoy (mostly) it. She has a few things with spots, and asked if I would do it with wash I have. Of course, she had special instructions. Use her (unscented) laundry detergent, I can do that. Use cold water, check. And something else. Hey, 2 out of 3 is as good as it gets. I have some matching shirts, so I will wash all two or three times in the hopes of lifting the spots out of all the shirts. Well, later.

It is nap time, seriously, harshly. Eyes are watering, getting a headache, and it really hurts. Good day, night, whatever.