Personal Note: STRESS
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nebroadweTwo straight nights of low-level dream unpleasantness and I suppose I must admit to being stressed. Two nights ago I was ordering dinner at a noodle café with ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
kanja177: you got your bowl of plain noodles for $5, but could add toppings for extra $$. I chose "crabsies," which turned out not to be a topping but a rather expensive appetizer, some kind of crab pancake. I was trying to take back that part of my order when kanja177 suggested that we could share it (which even in the dream I knew was odd, since she's a vegetarian, but my brain decided that fish must not count as meat after all, because that's the way it works on Fridays in Lent ...). We'd both gotten glasses of water and shifted over to the part of the counter where you wait for your food when two guys shoved in front of us, pushing our water out of reach. I made some irritated and mildly over-the-top comment about them as I corralled our glasses, whereupon the guys began to harass me for rudeness. I finally grabbed the glasses, told them I was having a bad week and we should call it even. I woke up annoyed with myself.
Then last night I had been called on to read in church and could not find the correct passage in the lectionary, no matter how frantically I paged through it. Everyone was waaaaiting, of course. I finally dragged a computer-ept friend -- no points for guessing which one,kanja177! -- over to a terminal in the room across from the chapel to print out what I needed from an online site, whereupon he began arguing with me over what day it was. It turned out, of course, that I'd been looking for the wrong passage all along. Nnngh.
I'm going to have to be careful: in the past, my response to this sort of grinding minor angst is to buy stories into which I can escape, without considering my budget. I did order the first disk of Oofuri: Natsu no Taikai Hen and the sixth volume of Pumpkin Scissors from Japan the other day, but resolved immediately afterward that that was it. I'll just have to ILL in some Georgette Heyer and Jim Butcher in the meanwhile ...
kanja177: you got your bowl of plain noodles for $5, but could add toppings for extra $$. I chose "crabsies," which turned out not to be a topping but a rather expensive appetizer, some kind of crab pancake. I was trying to take back that part of my order when kanja177 suggested that we could share it (which even in the dream I knew was odd, since she's a vegetarian, but my brain decided that fish must not count as meat after all, because that's the way it works on Fridays in Lent ...). We'd both gotten glasses of water and shifted over to the part of the counter where you wait for your food when two guys shoved in front of us, pushing our water out of reach. I made some irritated and mildly over-the-top comment about them as I corralled our glasses, whereupon the guys began to harass me for rudeness. I finally grabbed the glasses, told them I was having a bad week and we should call it even. I woke up annoyed with myself.Then last night I had been called on to read in church and could not find the correct passage in the lectionary, no matter how frantically I paged through it. Everyone was waaaaiting, of course. I finally dragged a computer-ept friend -- no points for guessing which one,
kanja177! -- over to a terminal in the room across from the chapel to print out what I needed from an online site, whereupon he began arguing with me over what day it was. It turned out, of course, that I'd been looking for the wrong passage all along. Nnngh.I'm going to have to be careful: in the past, my response to this sort of grinding minor angst is to buy stories into which I can escape, without considering my budget. I did order the first disk of Oofuri: Natsu no Taikai Hen and the sixth volume of Pumpkin Scissors from Japan the other day, but resolved immediately afterward that that was it. I'll just have to ILL in some Georgette Heyer and Jim Butcher in the meanwhile ...
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Date: 2010-08-31 08:24 pm (UTC)I need to read catching fire. I really thought hunger games was rather blah so i've been putting it off
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Date: 2010-08-31 09:47 pm (UTC)There is no excuse for misdelivering medical supplies. None whatsoever.
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Date: 2010-09-01 01:38 am (UTC)No there isn't
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Date: 2010-09-01 02:02 am (UTC)I hear you, budgetarily. I'm with you for seeking out new discounts and new fun-without-spending, because High Austerity Budget hits my household with force starting tomorrow. Oof.
(We could take some books and a picnic to that little park with the stream and the cabin again ...)
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