* The good news is that I am bouncing back from my migraine pretty fast. I should be getting reading glasses in the mail in about two weeks. My far vision is close enough to my very old prescription that I might not bother with new ones. I went in because, yup, fuck, I need reading glasses. I probably have for a while. I tried to do the whole non-prescription reading glasses thing, use ones you can just buy at a store, but none of them worked for me. I did not order them from the same office I got that exam.
I wanted my reading glasses to be substantially different, to feel different, from my normal glasses. I don't want any 'why can't I see' moments in the mornings. I want sensory feedback telling me which pair I am wearing, because I am idiot sometimes. I got ones that are maybe a bit silly, because I'd be just wearing them at home, right? Yeah, oops, shortly after I ordered them I was at the grocery store squinting at labels and was like... fuck.
* And then a few hours after I ordered my silly reading glasses I went to a drink and write event at Rose City Book Pub and why the fuck am I this much of a flake?
Anyway, the event was good! It's too bad it's only once a month, but I hope to go regularly. Some of the people there know each other from other writer's groups and maybe I can find out from them others I can join. My previous attempts to join write-ins or writer's groups did not go well, so maybe from them I can find out about good ones. Really not looking to deal with bullshit or people with no concept of boundaries.
* Our biggest local grocery chain is trying to get people to break the strike by offering 50% off Squishmallows. This is hilarious to me. If you don't know, the collector's scene for those are fairly serious.
I wanted my reading glasses to be substantially different, to feel different, from my normal glasses. I don't want any 'why can't I see' moments in the mornings. I want sensory feedback telling me which pair I am wearing, because I am idiot sometimes. I got ones that are maybe a bit silly, because I'd be just wearing them at home, right? Yeah, oops, shortly after I ordered them I was at the grocery store squinting at labels and was like... fuck.
* And then a few hours after I ordered my silly reading glasses I went to a drink and write event at Rose City Book Pub and why the fuck am I this much of a flake?
Anyway, the event was good! It's too bad it's only once a month, but I hope to go regularly. Some of the people there know each other from other writer's groups and maybe I can find out from them others I can join. My previous attempts to join write-ins or writer's groups did not go well, so maybe from them I can find out about good ones. Really not looking to deal with bullshit or people with no concept of boundaries.
* Our biggest local grocery chain is trying to get people to break the strike by offering 50% off Squishmallows. This is hilarious to me. If you don't know, the collector's scene for those are fairly serious.
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Date: 2024-08-30 03:11 am (UTC)From:I'm glad the writing event was good! That sounds fun, and I hope it maybe does lead to some non-trainwrecky writing groups.
Lmao at the Squishmallow thing. I have a few of them because I am a sucker for cute soft things, but have never understood the hardcore collectors of them, haha.
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Date: 2024-09-02 12:37 am (UTC)From:Yeah, the Squishmallow scene can be intense.
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Date: 2024-09-04 05:09 am (UTC)From:It's so weird to me how intense the Squishmallow thing is. For a while it was a problem at the stores around here because people were like... getting into fights over them. (I mean, Alex does the model horse thing, so pot and kettle about "weird hobbies centered around toys that some people take far too seriously," but...)
Apparently I wound up a Squishmallow that was mildly desirable for a while, and it would probably be horrifying to some collectors that it's gotten dingy and been used as both a me pillow and a dog pillow.