Hope you are all well and if not that the thing making you not well (people, situations etc.etc) has it come back on them 10 fold.

I’m glad Mocha is feeling better! Her little elbow trick is adorable.

I’m so sorry. I’ve only had to go through this once (so far), and it’s still one of the hardest things I’ve ever done. Sending you hugs and good thoughts. What a lovely kitty, he was lucky to have you.

I’m finally reading Bad Blood (the book that breaks down the absolutely insane clusterfuck that was Theranos), and oh my GOD, it is just bonkers.

I finally got a new job! A very cool one, at a kind of famously cool place!

I’m super late once again, so no one will see this, but: I got a job!

Yeah, only someone who has literally no experience with doing any (not even necessarily that) large group actions would pose a question like this.

Hugs are always nice, e-hugs or otherwise! Thank you for that.

I have noticeably imperfect skin, to say the least — though it is, thank god, WAY better than it used to be even a few years ago — and it’s nowhere near as noticeable as something like ichthyosis. I’m still incredibly self-conscious about it, because I’ve been dealing with it, to some degree or another, for about 20…

Nothing else on the menu was mayo-free. I wanted to burn the joint to the fucking ground.

I’m so tired of sitting at home broke though.

You are so good with all the kitties. They’re very luck to have you caring for them.

I’m not sure whether I’ll feel up to it, but I can’t deny the thought of it is satisfying...

Please tell me I’m not the first one to pop in entirely to note the curmudgeonly irony of the dude whose first notworthy work as director was A TV MOVIE (Duel, 1971) bitching about movies being watched outside ~the cinema~?

Having just last month been unceremoniously, very unexpectedly, and without any prior discussion fired for something a manager misinterpreted, sat on for a week without speaking to me about it, and then just given my walking papers with no actual opportunity to defend myself — after nearly 4 years of me doing a hell…

Right? It’s crazy, but something about the lengths sociopathic people can travel purely based on bonkers lying will always fascinate me, I guess.

Right!? He told me what happened after we got to know each other a bit and I asked why he only ever used cash. He’s the sweetest guy, too, he just had rotten luck out of nowhere with a freak infection, and now... this. Insane.

An old roommate of mine ended up in the ER for a week years back with a mysterious, but quite serious, stomach and intestinal issue. It took that long for him to be diagnosed and to start any kind of treatment, and about a month at home to recover. It was a fluke, freak infection that he’d done nothing to invite upon…

I’ve been sitting on a copy of this one for a while, but I think I have to finally read it. I love stuff like this, about insane liars who somehow get away with ridiculous amounts of shit. (See also: The Man in the Rockefeller Suit and Blood Will Out, both about a dude who lied about being a Rockefeller for like 30…

THANK YOUUUUU