Olden

Some cds in the mail yesterday: Devo: Art Devo 1973-1977 (so yeah!, more of that good good early Devo stuff unearthed!!). Mary Beth and I did our Superlo grocery run last night. We had soup for dinner beforehand so, uh, I got to inaugurate my using their restroom (and not just once but twice!...and that's because of soup, liquid, urination, not something else!) (AND I'm happy to say that it's a perfectly normal restroom, I had a little trepidation because previously I'd never seen it so I wasn't sure if it was some secret hidden thing, but it's just in the back and normal...AND I'm happy to say that it clears the VERY low bar of being better than the Highland Kroger's restroom, which is always really gross and I'd rue the times I'd have to use it...probably also continuing to fuel the Superlo trepidation, but I've talked too much about goddamn public restrooms now, why did I even bring this up at all!?). I'd been feeling a little bit of premonitions of cold symptoms but they'd been so small that I'd question if they were even there. But last night I had a couple of very small coughs so I guess I'm sure it's there now. I did take some nyquil so they wouldn't keep me up. Now that it's morning, they're back to barely even being able to tell if anything's there. Oh, and last night I finished my project of dating all of my cds in my spreadsheet. Grabbing some rows and finding where I mentioned getting them in this here journal to be able to record the date in the spreadsheet. And damn, going through all those old entries is so palpably embarrassing. I don't know how anyone's been able to stand me over the years, I could be such an obnoxious shithead. I know what I'd write in this journal (and online in general back in the olden times) was an outlet for much exaggeration, but still. Some old stuff is fun to reread, but much of it makes me cringe and shrivel up in shame. Bluh.