Mister Blue Sky

It was legit ‘no clouds in the sky’ blue on our drive to the hospital this afternoon. Well, except for one vapour trail that was rudely fading away  in front of me, but that hardly counts.

It was a good appointment, all told. We ran through the things I needed to know, and the only potential problem is my lip ring. Apparently the policy is no jewellery, but like… to get my ring off and on again would either require me to go to a piercer/tattoo studio twice to get it in and out, or to spend £20~ to buy the two different tools required to remove it. If I have to, I have to, but that doesn’t make me any happier about it though. It’s not really in the way in my opinion, so. We’ll see. The nurse said that she would call me and let me know, so hopefully if she does, she does it soon enough for me to get this sorted.

For now, dinner and a film. Z and I are working our way through the MCU, since I never bothered to watch them when everyone else was. We’re far enough along now that I think I could make good enough sense of the two Infinity films, rather than the semi guesswork. I mean, I got the point, but it’s nice to have a bit more history.

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