I was just out running errands for a couple hours and I don’t know whether it’s the heat and humidity, or the fact that I didn’t sleep very well last night (stupid cat), or that I haven’t been eating enough, or that I haven’t had much in the way of human interaction in the past week, but I am completely exhausted. I spent way longer in the drugstore than was probably necessary because I couldn’t remember what I needed or, like, read signs.

My depressing to-do list

Life-related:

Get my books out of boxes and onto shelves
Go to pharmacy
Get something to eat for dinner tonight
Buy bottle of wine for nice doorman who helped look for cat (who was actually just hiding in cabinet)

Job-related:

Finish writing a review of a mediocre book about Nietzsche
Construct a syllabus for my fall semester class
Send an abstract of the talk I’m giving in September
Write the paper corresponding to said talk

Fandom-related:

Do the various memes I’ve been tagged in
Write comments on the fics I’ve been reading
Reply to comments on my fics (and why do I suddenly have anxiety about *that*?)
Write giveaway fic that was promised back in May
Write next chapters of WIPs that I haven’t updated since February of this year and/or July of last year

philosopherking1887:

I’m sorry I’m so behind on doing memes that people have tagged me in and reading stuff posted on AO3… I’ve been in the middle of moving to a new country and getting a lot of logistical and administrative shit taken care of. Plus my mother is here helping me move, and now my sister and her (unbelievably annoying) husband are visiting to do touristy stuff, so it’s hard to find enough time to myself to do online things that none of them consider worthwhile enough to warrant time away from “being social.”

Ugh, still behind on everything. Even when I have a free moment I’m too tired to think. Moving and social obligations are the worst.

philosopherking1887:

My sister’s husband is driving me nuts. He always has to be Doing Something NOW RIGHT NOW. He can’t stand just sitting around chatting or lingering over a meal. If other people are doing something too slowly, he wanders off; we temporarily lost him at a farmer’s market yesterday. I have no idea how he survived a trip to France, where lingering over meals is just what people do.

…and then my mom got a call from a friend’s sister telling her that her friend had a stroke, and he’s acting all impatient and resentful that we’re not going out yet. He’s obsessed with the form of politeness but doesn’t understand the matter: he makes a fetish of saying “please” and “thank you,” even among family and close friends (he complained to my mother about the fact that when I was visiting my sister I said “I assume there’s coffee” instead of “may I please have some coffee”), but he’s visibly impatient and even just wanders off when people aren’t eating fast enough for him, and apparently his need to be Doing Something is more important than a friend’s medical problem.

My sister’s husband is driving me nuts. He always has to be Doing Something NOW RIGHT NOW. He can’t stand just sitting around chatting or lingering over a meal. If other people are doing something too slowly, he wanders off; we temporarily lost him at a farmer’s market yesterday. I have no idea how he survived a trip to France, where lingering over meals is just what people do.

I’m sorry I’m so behind on doing memes that people have tagged me in and reading stuff posted on AO3… I’ve been in the middle of moving to a new country and getting a lot of logistical and administrative shit taken care of. Plus my mother is here helping me move, and now my sister and her (unbelievably annoying) husband are visiting to do touristy stuff, so it’s hard to find enough time to myself to do online things that none of them consider worthwhile enough to warrant time away from “being social.”

philosopherking1887:

Sad kitty in a box in my car surrounded by miscellaneous household crap

Kitty and I have now arrived at our new apartment. She peed in her carrier at some point during the car ride yesterday… I had to throw out the towel, but she seemed reasonably clean. Last night she was finding really creative places to hide – such as behind the stove – but then came out and started exploring. Today she’s been burrowed under the covers on my bed.

The movers have been to my apartment and now there’s nothing left but an air mattress, a folding chair, and a collapsible pole lamp.

philosopherking1887:

I slept with a 22-year-old guy last night (amusing details about how we met might happen later) and now my entire body is sore and I’m still kind of hungover and I did not sleep well last night because I’m not used to having another human in my bed.

I think I’m ready to go another 9 months without sex because it’s not all it’s cracked up to be.

Ugh I still feel nauseous and I don’t know whether it’s the hangover or something I ate or just feeling really weird about this whole thing. I met this guy about a week ago and I’m moving in less than a week and I really hope I haven’t created any expectations because this is going exactly nowhere.

I slept with a 22-year-old guy last night (amusing details about how we met might happen later) and now my entire body is sore and I’m still kind of hungover and I did not sleep well last night because I’m not used to having another human in my bed.

I think I’m ready to go another 9 months without sex because it’s not all it’s cracked up to be.