June 27th, 2011

Tired Tattoo

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Went to the mall today. It seemed like a thing to do. Making the days pass by keeping busy is about my only viable option right now. I've been working a lot, too, but whenever I'm not at work I just sleep in two hour increments and feel creaky. I'm having a little bit of a lupus flare and my spine hurts.

I'm all full of complaining, I know. It seems to be my best thing lately.

But today I bought some new mascara and some benetint and a new (clearance!) dress and some flats to replace the two pairs that I've worn to pieces. It's my self-gifting splurge of the summer. I'm always so hesitant to buy things for myself. I'd much rather get things for other people.

I had the weirdest dreams last night. The past couple of weeks have been full of weird dreams but last night's were super weird. Carrying around a dead baby because the police wouldn't take it, because who wants a dead baby? At a petting zoo, no less. And then some people tried to repossess my cat because some other people put their cat up for collateral against the car they bought, which we bought from them second hand...just, there are no words. I woke up just puzzled from the dead baby dream, but really worried from the cat one. I just have to tell myself over and over that no one wants to repossess Jim. He's useless to anyone but me.