Living in a protective bubble.

[helenkacan]

Sometimes that's the best you can hope for ... that you're not in the wrong place at the wrong time. I can't even begin to fathom the horror but, in a way, I'm glad I can't watch TV and rarely listen to the radio. Besides, I'm not sure how much coverage there'd be from another country.

So, I was oblivious for most of the day, until I revisited SLOG. Even that was too much for me. Earlier in the day, I'd watched last night's Glee which was all sorts of weirdness. I worked on the SGA rewatch but was far too tired to get much beyond the first third. And I also had to work on the blog post for the Christmas show. I finished that and then texted Brian ... who hasn't acknowledged me. ::shakes head:: I don't know what's happening, but this current disconnectedness worries me.

Sitting in front of my 'puter for so long gave me both a sore butt and a screaming spine. I don't know why all of a sudden I'm wriggling and can't find a comfortable position. ::sighs, 'cuz bodies are weird:: I'd already talked myself out of going out today, even though it was mild out. I'm not sure about tomorrow, either, because I just feel drained. The only good news is that I finally got my ride home for Thursday after the vision loss group's party, so that is a huge relief. I had an unscheduled and UNsatisfactory nap, but I guess I should be grateful for anything that removed me from the pain, even temporarily. And right now I think I'm just going to read some feel-good fic.