Long days...

Longer nights...

Yesterday kept on being a long day. Picked up Groundel to take him to ARV so he could ask about his case. Raven passed by and took him to Anthill so he could make some inquiries at the Housing Dept. over there… Not much luck about that… Long waiting list, and he was advised to look for housing at Hometown since the odds are better… At least he got the paperwork that he needs to fill out. I passed by at midday to bring him back to ARV so he could talk to the counselor… I don’t really feel there’s much help there either but… whatever… Someone contacted from the disability form he filled over the net, and it was in the last conversation that they mentioned they did not belong to the gov disability program and that royalties if he gets disability help is 25% of what he gets… So we are hoping he gets nothing that way. Sheesh… it’s not like he would get that much anyway, and on top of that 25% off would not be so good either.

At night, went with LS and Groundel to wee Pirates of the Caribbean 3, again. Since I liked the movie, and Johny Depp, that was not much of a sacrifice. In all the fuzz I forgot to give LS something, so REMIND ME NEXT TIME!

My brain is not working too properly… I’m very worried about Groundel’s situation (someone has to worry), the heat in this friggin island is simply too much leaving me completely drained and exhausted by nightfall, and I’ve reached the beginning of the third trimester so now I’m worried of all the what ifs that may come plus adding the increase in stupidity from people. I’m concerned about all the things that must be done and still are in a halt, but not much that I can do about that… I can’t hurry as much right now, simply have no energy at all to fight destiny, and just want to be left alone. Being responsible for 70% of stuff is not fun, and it doesn’t help in the relaxing corner… Having to come to an office that makes me beyond anxious everyday is not fun either. Driving around feeling nauseous and sick all the time is not fun at all. The killer is always people and their comments, advise, pep-talk, you name it… For a no-nonsense realistic person like me, having all these pink butterflies fluttering around pestering me is worst than migraine. Sometimes a deep cavern in the Underdark is the best wishful thinking one can get…

The BabyShower Crew seems to be moving their butts. It was a good idea creating that… I would have not been able to actually focus on doing a shower, too many things going on around me. From the bits that I’ve heard, it all is going beyond what I expected… so as long as there is a diabetic cake and no sugar ice cream, whatever comes up is simply perfect. I hope Coriolis can contact the people on the Mage’s side, and that they actually show up. The Mage thinks so highly of them, and holds them in high regard in his heart, and I hate to see they are not around just because they don’t like me much. The past cannot be changed, but so many years should lead to some kind of maturity at least in thought and logic, if not in feelings. I hope that they put friendship first and that they show the Mage how much they value him and how happy they are for him.

So, that’s the main headlines in Neverland… for the day at least… We’ll have two weekends of commotion, one with Father’s Day and the other with the night of SanJuan. The isle where the fun never stops… Right…

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