spring migraines

I’m not getting pain but with the allergies I’m getting scintillating scotoma all the time. Boo.

Very nice meal on Saturday with Mike at a Chinese place we hadn’t been to before. (New West Wonton House – which has been in that location 14 years and I’d never even noticed it – driven by it a hunnert times.)

They asked him if he spoke Chinese rather aggressively and he made an apologetic face – a little Cantonese and Toi Shan, mostly food.

The beef with flat noodles was fantastic; the spicy dry green beens even more so, and the wor wonton sucked a mop. Nothing bothered my stomach though, and I had the noodles and green beans for brekky too.

Writing has dropped off a cliff. In fact it’s so bad (plot problems) I want to stop writing completely and find a job; I’ll calm down eventually I suppose.

Pleasant visit from Keith yesterday; he came by so I could pass something along from Mike. Still hoping those two will get together for a games night.

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Born when atmospheric carbon was 316 PPM. Settled on MST country since 1997. Parent, grandparent.

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