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Jameson and I were just having a fight discussion about the usual sorts of things (messes, responsibilities, and how important it is to me that he respond somehow when I say I'm angry/upset/sad/lonely - the same things we always fight about discuss). As we were winding to a close:

"I hate it that all of these things upset me as much as they do," I said. "I wish I could just get over it, or ignore it - but I can't."

"That's because you have depression issues," Jameson said.

"Yeah, well, if I have depression issues, you have memory issues," I pointed out. It really does come down to those two things for us, every time we have any sort of problem.

"That's ok," Jameson said. "I won't remember in the morning!"

"And I'll be depressed about that," I replied.

I'm glad that we laugh about it, at least.

Yarn Geekery

All I can think about is how much I want to go home and knit.

Not "go home and then go out on a date".

Not "go home and watch a rented movie".

Not "go home and cook a nice dinner with Jimmy".

Not "go home and get some writing done".

Not even "go home and read a really good book".

No, what I want to do more than anything in the world right now is go home and knit.