52/31: Bat
Feb. 12th, 2025 07:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rejectomorphDamn, a whole day just frittered away, and I didn't even make any fritters. I did bake a sweet potato, though, though it took longer than I'd expected. I had to keep extending the oven time, and finally increased the temperature too. That did the trick, so I got myself successfully fed once more. It's always a bit surprising when that happens, being that I'm a dope now. Now that I'm decrepit I'm more suited to lying in bed having bizarre fantasies that veer off into aimless horror than I am to cooking, so it's always a bit of a surprise when I manifest some residue of those poor skills I never really mastered in any case. But now and then it happens, and I've got the sweet potato digesting in my gut to prove it, if any doubter wants to slice me open (not a real offer.)
I've sort of partly assembled what may be a shopping list for Friday. There are a few things on sale I'd like to get, but fewer than I wish they had. Maybe there will be something on the web site that isn't in the paper ad I got today, though the odds are slim. A few weeks ago they had a sale on vanilla extract, but I didn't shop that week so I missed it, and now vanilla extract is likely to get way more expensive because of shit happening in Madagascar, so I'm thinking maybe I should get some now even though it's pricier than it was, because it seems likely there won't be any more sales for a very long time.
That sort of thing occupies my mind when it isn't occupied by random ridiculous fantasies. As much as I hate shopping, I'm probably closer to sane when doing that than at any other time anymore. Probably even than when I'm asleep, but I never know what goes on in my brain when I sleep, so I can't be sure. If I had to guess though I'd say I'm probably totally batshit then. Which would mean I'll be totally batshit momentarily, because I've been awake since shortly after dawn I'm really tired now, so goodnight.
I've sort of partly assembled what may be a shopping list for Friday. There are a few things on sale I'd like to get, but fewer than I wish they had. Maybe there will be something on the web site that isn't in the paper ad I got today, though the odds are slim. A few weeks ago they had a sale on vanilla extract, but I didn't shop that week so I missed it, and now vanilla extract is likely to get way more expensive because of shit happening in Madagascar, so I'm thinking maybe I should get some now even though it's pricier than it was, because it seems likely there won't be any more sales for a very long time.
That sort of thing occupies my mind when it isn't occupied by random ridiculous fantasies. As much as I hate shopping, I'm probably closer to sane when doing that than at any other time anymore. Probably even than when I'm asleep, but I never know what goes on in my brain when I sleep, so I can't be sure. If I had to guess though I'd say I'm probably totally batshit then. Which would mean I'll be totally batshit momentarily, because I've been awake since shortly after dawn I'm really tired now, so goodnight.
