no clue but feels like the right place to remind everyone that patrick stewart will only call him “middlebitch” which is funnier when coming from his wonderful, regal thespian self than just seeing it written down (it was on his instagram a lot like...last summer?)

i think lady astor was also the one who said “winston, if you were my husband, i would poison your tea” and he said “madam, if you were my wife, i would drink it”

also i am almost positive there have been documented cases of parents slipping their kids anabuse (for alcohol) or suboxone (for narcotics) without the kid knowing it and then they die because they relapse and the mix of the medicine in the system to prevent abuse with the substance being abused lowers the threshold…

this was my immediate thought, like “she’s dead, right?” cause of everything— the lyrics, the choreography (she was being propped up like a rag doll in some of the group scenes), the idea of a dead narrator who takes on omniscience but most especially thinking about amy winehouse— she died because her system wasn’t…

“uncle, please sit” is still a MOOD

i took my dogs out right after i finished the last episode and of course i turned on arcade fire and got about half a block and it all hit me so i was the crazy person in hell’s kitchen sobbing while walking her dogs

i think it was vulture that pointed out that nate and his dad are flipping the expectations— cal (the dad) is actually nice and kind, whereas nate is the irredeemable sociopath.

people who don’t love flebag can’t be trusted. sorry, it’s just science.

he is my picture on here if that helps really drive home the blank look in his eyes 

oh for sure! i was surprised by how much i had brushed aside that could be traced back to medical stuff. i am excited for you (weird descriptor, i know) to start this journey. stay with it and know it takes time but you’ll get to a point where you wake up and realize your life is this new thing that is good but also…

i spent two years in intense therapy for ptsd, which, as it turns out, is more or less just learning how to turn the part of your brain that listens to your body back on. it’s hard work and it’s very overwhelming at times, but very worth it. our bodies know so much more than our stupid monkey brains. good luck moving…

your reaction sounds like your body and brain went into shock (as one would expect, we’re not designed for sudden and huge change) but then once that passed your body relaxed and almost celebrated? that seems like something to keep in mind when your brain grieves for the change to routine...sounds like your body knows…

yesterday i got my septum pierced after wanting to pierce my nose for twenty years (it was also the only thing i can ever remember my parents— dad who was almost totally absent— agreeing on and forbidding so hahahahaha 🖕🏻😁🖕🏻)— i actually look prettier? like i’m generally pleasing enough to the eye but it really…

i’ve had a bonkers two weeks which all culminated yesterday. it’s a bit lengthy but i learned something important i wanted to share

i was like i know her i know her who is she and then i involuntarily blurted out “WHERE’S CAROL” and was like IT’S KATIEEEEE 

susan with the boing boing curls! i remember that to this day. and yes, ramona was an asshole. but then she became more popular so they had to shift it to “actually beezus (the older sister) is an asshole, ramona’s just trying to ramona” and then i was glad i had no siblings

i managed to survive the flu (and tamiflu— helps but is kind of rough in the tummy) which suuuuucked; i saw my new psychiatrist who switched me from ritalin to concerta and i’m currently in withdrawal between the slightly lowered dosage and the change in formulation (hence why i am also awake at 3am) but i think it’ll…

i took today, too, i offered to work from home but my coworker (also my senior) said “you go back to bed, i’ll take care of upper management” so i wrote him an IOU for saving me from explaining myself and extra effort. as shitty as my body feels my mind is thrilled that i have built such great relationships with my…

yeah, i’m thinking that rather than burning through all of my sick days for the year (we get six) maybe i’ll ask to wfh— at least tomorrow. 

i managed to catch the flu this week (despite being vaccinated) and our new insurance has telemedicine so i was able to facetime with a physician last night and get tamiflu in the 48 hour window— i’ve never made it into the window before (and i don’t think i’ve had the flu this bad since maybe 2002?). anyone have any…