Eye infection
Dear Diary. I have an eye infection. You can see the crisscross of tiny red veins in the corner of my right eye. I went to the pharmacy to get some eye drops but I went at 2 pm and the pharmacy was closed for lunch. So I went to the gym instead. But I couldn't do much at the gym since I have two injured arms and an injured leg. So I just did some very light arm and leg exercises and went home.
On the way back home I was excited to listen to a podcast they were talking about two shows my from childhood, SM:TV Live and Live and Kicking. But my wireless headphones had run out of battery so I was forced to listen to my own thoughts instead.
The walk home took me past the pharmacy again. It was still closed.
When I got home, Girlfriend was there with 0-year-old. The first thing she said was, "You ate my lunch."
For lunch I'd eaten some broccoli and potatoes I'd found in a Tupperware in the fridge.
"What? That was your lunch?" I said.
"Yes, that was my lunch," but she was laughing so I don't think she was really angry.
I played with 0-year-old for a bit but then he seemed tired so Girlfriend put him to sleep in the cot.t
I walked around the apartment trying to find the charging cable for the headphones. I looked in all the places where I usually leave cables but today there were no cables there. In the end I managed to find a cable in my big box of carefully assorted cables.
Then I had to find a USB-to-socket adaptor. Again I had to walk around the apartment. I couldn't find one. It started to make me angry. I remembered there was one in the bedroom. I went to the bedroom, the adapter wasn't there. The cleaner came this morning and she must have moved it cleaner.
"Fuck sake," I muttered. "I just want to charge my headphones. Why is something so simple such a difficult fucking task in this house?"
I thought maybe the cleaner had moved the headphones onto the shelf which was further into the bedroom. So I started to walk into the bedroom. I looked over at 0-year-old's cot and he was wide awake and watching me. Then he started crying.
Girlfriend came. "What are you doing here?" she said. "0-year-old's supposed to be asleep! You woke him up!"
"I did not wake him up. He was already awake!"
By this point I was getting pretty angry with everything and everyone, but I found the adapter so I was able to charge my headphones. And in the end my headphones weren't even dead, they still had battery so I don't know why they weren't working earlier.
At 6 pm I went back to the pharmacy. It was finally open. I went inside through the automatic doors. Both pharmacists were busy talking to customers. One pharmacist was talking to a man. The other pharmacist was dealing with a fat middle-aged woman. This pharmacist was doing something on a computer which took a long time and she went off into the back for a long time. The pharmacy felt like a scene from the video game Monkey Island, where no matter how long you stay somewhere, nothing changes. It felt like God was testing my patience.
Eventually, the man left. I went up and asked for something for conjunctivitis. The pharmacist sold me some drops for €2. It was cheap I was expecting to pay a lot a lot more.
On the way back home I passed the Pokémon trading card centre. There was no one in there apart from the owner or worker. He was just sitting there board at the desk I think this place is gonna stay in business for very long. (I was right, it closed a few weeks later)
Last week I went inside to buy energy cards but they could offer me a €50 box set. A few days later I found some energy cards at the flea market. There's this new stall run by the local Pokemon trading card club. I bought 300 energy cards for €3. A guy at the stall was telling me they travel all across Europe taking part in Pokémon card battles. It sounds fun. Maybe I could join. I could dress up as Ash Ketchum.
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