I turned 60 on Thursday. I'm still thinking about that. I've always been way too obsessed with mortality, and this made me think about it even more, and about the fact that I flat refuse to think of death as the end. But that's a post for another day. It's too sunny out, and the air's too fall fresh, to go down that rabbit hole.
Today, I'm going to do all my various exercises, something I fell off on doing over the last three days; I'm going to take a lovely shower after that. Then I'm going to dress up (for varying nerd powers of "dress up") and go to my friend Rose's place with BB. We're going to eat pizza, toast each other with not-quite-champagne, and watch the premiere of S09. I'm going to enjoy the hell out of it. It's going to be a better day, by far, than the past few days at work - and again, that's a rabbit hole I intend to avoid.
I will geek out over Twelve and Clara (and get as much of Clara as I can, since this is her final season.) I will do so among friends and family. I will get rid of the weird phantom headache that's been dogging me for days, and I will have fun. And on Sunday, I'll start thinking about the tattoo I plan to get in the next couple of months.
There are not many deep thoughts in this post. I'm deliberately keeping it that way.
Is it Doctor Who time yet?
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