southernmedicine: (moonchaser)
Confession: I literally forgot, until today, that I have a Fandom Trumps Hate fic to write. Wooooow, Cass. It's a good thing we have until December to finish, innit? My life went into complete upheaval and I literally just forgot. That's a bad look. On the bright side, the person I'll be writing for is super cool and sweet and the request is definitely something I'm really interested in, so it won't be difficult at all to get into it once I can find some time and space to concentrate on something other than the cost and the logistics of my upcoming move. And hey, for all I know, my new apartment will provide me with the perfect comfortable space to really dig in and focus up.

Happy Pride! I always felt good having my birthday during Pride Month, and for the start of it coinciding with my birthday week. I'm going to do something to treat myself every day this week. Today, on Day 1, got a bag of goodies from 85 Bakery (which I am really, REALLY going to miss).

At the time of writing this it is now technically tomorrow, as it is 2:44AM. So, once I wake up, for Day 2 I'm going to go have a huge breakfast at this cool local hole in the wall called Cowboy Surfer Grill. The decor is equal parts surfer, cowboy, and Irish, for some reason.

In more unfortunate news, my friend Jess texted me to let me know that our mutual friend Sam was found collapsed in her bathroom by her husband and taken to the hospital, where she proceeded to have multiple seizures. There's a mass on her spine that she will have surgery to remove, they just aren't sure when. Last I heard, she's coherent and awake and close to being her usual cheerful self, just a little out of it and scared. I'm going to find time to go visit. It will mean spending many long hours on the freeway, but seeing Sam - and seeing Jess too - will be well worth it.
southernmedicine: (yelena)
Today, two of my good friends, J and T (we have known one another since high school and are still close, so they're definitely good eggs) who are married, by the way, threw a Christmas party. They set things up on Facebook and invited people and organized a list for potluck dishes months ago, and this whole time I was noncommittal as to whether or not I would attend. I had gifts for them and their little boy, though, so when they asked me again a few days ago I said that while I wasn't really in the mind space to attend a party, I wanted to come see them and bring them their presents.

So, the party was set to begin at 4:30, and I showed up at 2:00. They were running late, stressed out, snipping at one another a little and trying to get their young son put together so they could bundle him off to his auntie's house for the night. T took her boy to her sister's house and picked up some extra items at the grocery store, and I stayed with J to help him decorate the living room, get tables and chairs up, finish cooking food and set snacks out. All that interactive busy work was actually really fun for me, even though to him they were stressful chores. I really enjoyed helping set the party up, even though I wouldn't be attending.

T made me promise not to leave until she got back, but in this way, I think they tricked me into attending their party haha. She was gone a while, and tons of guests had already arrived by then and were mingling and grazing on snacks. Another high school friend of ours, W, showed up, which was super nice. I sat on the couch and caught up with her for a bit, and ended up staying for awhile until dinner was served. It was only at that point that I made my exit, but by then I had stayed for a couple of hours and honestly it was pretty nice even though I didn't know any of the other guests.

I wish I were better about mingling with new people, but I just did not have the mental or emotional bandwidth to try and make small talk with people I don't know. Still, it was nice to see my friends, and to be surrounded by a spot of holiday cheer. I mean, dude, they had a train that circled the main table with tiny muffins on little dishes on all the train cars. There were plastic glittery snowflakes and candles hanging from the ceiling. And their tree, every single year, is space themed. I've been going to their Christmas parties for years and it's always a cozy atmosphere, so I am glad I went today.

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