Boring continuations

So after that last bit of angst, I tried extra-hard to Just Have Fun at circus school's jam-time on Sunday, and largely succeeded. There's a new base who's juuuust getting up to the point where I can fly standing h2h on him, and that was new and very exciting for him and somewhat so for me. Taught people some old-school acroyoga, too, since by coincidence they had covered some in circus class but nobody taught them how to make the move easy.

Work's a bitch and I cried again on Tuesday (should I be tracking this?). People say I add value, but I can't find a good way to help the big project we're all supposed to be working on, and everything I say is being interpreted really negatively, which I'm just not used to anymore. Will ask the new director what he thinks is going on, and what he wants me to do about it. Very possibly I should just be doing less.

Norwood had an honest-to-goodness Tinder date on Monday while on a business trip -- who knew those even were a thing!? Dinner and makeouts apparently ensued, and kudos to him for getting something out of that stupid app. For my part I continue to bounce between known-good alternatives (including Norwood, of course). Chemistry with Lion remains pretty great too, and I got a little drunk with him on Tuesday and it made me extremely snuggly. Sex and Futurama and hard cider and snuggles are a fine counter to the work stuff. He and I have been talking about the dual control model, and he wants to let up on his brakes a little bit in general, so he's consciously practicing on me. You can guess how much I mind that. :)