magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

Chris told me last night as we were leaving the bar that he's afraid he's going to waste away over the next six months while he's in welding school. He's mentioned this a few times over the last couple of weeks. He's never really at home, at a somewhat reduced budget, and just doesn't put any effort into feeding himself.

The last few days I've woken up feeling totally empty. And partly this is a factor of still not really feeling like eating. I know that I have to. But for at least a month now I've felt sick pretty much every time I eat. I do sort of make up for it with weekend brunches, and the occasional dinner out or big fancy meal at home, but I can't really afford to do that anymore until I start working again.

What I'm getting at is that the lack of work has both a psychosomatic effect on my digestive system and a financial effect on my ability to buy the fancy sorts of foods that help me overcome it. Last week's call from PDG did seem as if it could lead to something, but I've yet to hear back. Most places are closed today. So, tomorrow?

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I did make it outside to play briefly in the rain this afternoon.

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I made a simple pasta and chickpea dish for dinner. Carbs. Protein. Should of filled me up and been good for me. Instead my insides are all tied up in knots. Of course I don't think it's all about the work thing.

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