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Yesterday I cleared away all the junk from the foot and the side of the
bed, vacuumed again, and pulled all the bedding into the laundry. I found
some more card fronts and a bunch of patterned papers I’d forgotten about.

I finally started my period, so the rest of the day was clouded by the
usual thin haze of misery of the first day. I had a therapy appointment
which helped, had lunch with C which helped, and wrote some pretty good
code that helped.

P is sick with either a mild lower-gi flu or slight food poisoning. There
was some suspicious hoisin in his dinner Thursday, and there’s been a
variety of plagues going around on campus, so it could be either. He’s been
okay with toast and bananas though so it’s looking up regardless.

I dreamt that Sephora dug up and revived my favorite recommendation tool
from my favorite (dream-land) indie makeup/fashion shop that had gone out
of business years ago. I was really excited about it because I had
otherwise resorted to this terrible sketchy blog thing that left dubiously
sfw popups everywhere.