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Dec. 25th, 2022 11:07 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
scrottieMother's watching weight loss infomercials. Tempted to tell her infomercials make you gain weight. If you're watching weight loss informercials, you're probably alone and not active. Even watching cooking shows would be better. Then at least you might be home cooking something.
Despite complaining about the New York landlord all of the time, she had Fox News on the other day. After some yelling, I unplugged the TV. Next morning, the local public television station's weather was on instead, which was delightful. They play chill, melodic music over simple graphics, including public service style infographics in apparently absolutely every language, alternating with local, regional, national, and global weather.
She's been work hard to keep the candy dish in the hallway door nook stocked, but it goes quick. I refilled it coming back from an errand then half an hour later, went to take recycling down, and it had been annihilated. Sometimes a single quarter is left in the candy dish. Yesterday, coming back from taking the trash out, I came around the corner to caught a glimpse of her neighbor directly across the hall in it before spinning around and tundeling back in to her apartment. I don't think she saw me.
Being here for the entire visit was very not the plan. I miss my river, my dinner burritos, my fog, my quiet. Should try to cloister some more and get work done.
Despite complaining about the New York landlord all of the time, she had Fox News on the other day. After some yelling, I unplugged the TV. Next morning, the local public television station's weather was on instead, which was delightful. They play chill, melodic music over simple graphics, including public service style infographics in apparently absolutely every language, alternating with local, regional, national, and global weather.
She's been work hard to keep the candy dish in the hallway door nook stocked, but it goes quick. I refilled it coming back from an errand then half an hour later, went to take recycling down, and it had been annihilated. Sometimes a single quarter is left in the candy dish. Yesterday, coming back from taking the trash out, I came around the corner to caught a glimpse of her neighbor directly across the hall in it before spinning around and tundeling back in to her apartment. I don't think she saw me.
Being here for the entire visit was very not the plan. I miss my river, my dinner burritos, my fog, my quiet. Should try to cloister some more and get work done.
