elainegrey

Are you still my friend?

Forgive all the digital library tech talk. I hope it's not too tedious to scroll past. I'll admit it: I'm loving it.

Basically, i stuff my head full, then rush back to my room and tray to catch work email or work and eat one of my protein snacks (to avoid the sugar/carb fest provided), then rush back and stuff my head some more. In these past two evenings i have relearned what TV/cable means. Last night, after scanning and scanning the impossible number of channels, i finished the tank top crochet while watching Bad Day at Black Rock, a western WW II mystery movie. Really. It's a fabulous movie, defying classification. Tonight i didn't really bring myself to crochet or work on any of the million things i need to do: i vegetated in front of MASH and Bones.

The vegetation pattern is like at home: i am going with the "trust that you need the break" assessment a little longer, but i'm beginning to think "engage willpower to get energy for the evening back."

The psorisis isn't exactly flaring but there are more blisters, it seems to me.

Glad i skipped the banquet tonight. Tomorrow i'll have two more sessions and then lunch, stick my head into the Texas History museum and catch the bus to the airport.