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YEP. It does help to have someone else there.
There really are about 4 or 5 things I live off and I tend to forget that the store sells things on the top shelves and therefore there are actually other options. I tend to zoom through the store and grab what I always grab and get the hell outta (literal, in the case of some people’s shopping cart driving skills) Dodge.

Except, when I can’t find That One Brand I Always Buy, I stand there frozen in a Not Found error until someone reminds me that I can actually choose one of the other 10 differently packaged versions of the same thing.

Never done with the Winter Wonderland

when my emotions are all haywire

like today, I am devastated emotionally

so my logical reaction is to laugh hysterically at horrible things on tv and remember random shit like “the time I bought ice cream in my VERY SMALL SOUTHERN town and accidentally flirted hard at the cashier lady”. Eventually, my emotions WILL catch up and I’ll just sob uncontrollably at something random, like a car tire advertisement or someone asking me if I want a snack. That could be months from now.

Rogue’q where are you?

ahh thank you ^^ I just chopped it short again and it hasn’t figured out where it wants to be yet, aside from “everywhere at once”

When I am confined to the house for 3 weeks, I go crazy, and when released, I go into a grocery shopping frenzy.

things I bought:
peppermint tea (I don’t drink tea wtf) and a jar of strawberries (???????), a brand of taco sauce that I never buy, four kinds of frozen meat instead of just one or two, ketchup INSTEAD of mayo, way too much toilet paper (MY BATHROOM IS FULL OF TOILET PAPER and it’s an airplane lavatory-sized bathroom SEND HELP), and light? sour? cream? I don’t really eat sour cream, let alone LIGHT?

but thankfully most of the rest of the stuff was normal. I did pick up some fancy stuff for making Italian food with because I’ve been watching The Godfather and if that doesn’t make you want Italian food (and oranges) nothing will.

Bathroom selfie of my crazy red/black outfit yesterday. It also involved asymmetrical red/black skirt duo and black leggings. I was feeling really hyper and sexy and cute and not undead for once. _{though my hair looks kinda awful in the photo yikes}

I AM GOING TO DIE OF CUTE

so, of course I just bought this beautiful thing and they release the t6.
OF COURSE.
oh well

M. Koril
Day 211

I have been given the opportunity to join a strike force of Romulan and Federation ships, on a mission to fight the Tal Shiar. Intel is good, though I am skeptical. I don’t wish to miss this opportunity to bloody the nose of the Tal Shiar, however. Tovan will not be joining us. He has found someone from the Romulan Embassy on Earth willing to help him begin anew his search for his missing sister. Perhaps by the time I return, he will have some new information, and I can help him. I feel I owe him that much.

For now, I am splitting my time between the Starfleet and Romulan flagships, trying to help where I can. I keep seeing almost-familiar faces among the crews, and it is jarring to realize that the faces I most want to see are those I will never see again. I feel as if I have lost my entire family. The simmering anger I have contained in my gut over these past months is boiling into a furious rage, and I am afraid I may not be able to control it when we meet the Tal Shiar. I wonder what these people will think of me if I do lose control? I wonder…have they ever seen a Cardassian fight in a berserker rage?