I really have no idea. I’m with you, I have little tolerance for video and just want to read.

On #3. Besides from the fact that the kids could go ‘oh heck, they could get rid of ME’ and how fucked up that is, it could also go ‘well, if I don’t like something/someone that is different than me, I can just get rid of it/them’. Really messing up future relationships, both familial, social, and professional.

This ‘family as performance’ shit is angering in ways I cannot reasonably put into words using my mushy quarantine brain.

I have come to hate that their photos from the Met Ball are always the header/story photo. I just want to fix her hair. I just want to take those stupid greasy tendrils and loosen her way too tightly pulled back it hurts my scalp to look at hair.

I would have yelled at him if there weren’t a family with smaller kids right there. This dude definitely seemed like someone who would not care to call me a cunt and throw a whole ton of obscenities around, and those kids and their parents didn’t need that. 

I catered for years, and it’s just astonishing what people do.

The last time I went to Wegmans prior to the pandemic shut downs, I was in an absolute panic and desperately needed food and went to see the hot bar option.

Those little delivered boxes of medication are amazing things. I will be forever grateful for the care of the folks of the at home hospice, they took care of me as much as him.

There is something about free cupcakes that makes people lose their goddamn minds. I used to have to run an event at work that involved free cake/cupcakes (as a part of a much much larger event of activities and such that were the actual point). People would line up outside, in feet of snow in the middle of february,…

If it gets bad I normally tell them that my kids are at home and want to be fed and see their parent. This normally reminds them that I’m a person, and they’re not going to fight a woman who wants to see their kids.

I have noticed this of our younger vets who work with us. They’re remarkably progressive and they are a wonderful breath of air compared to the mildly jingoistic older vets who we sometimes get.

It’s absolutely bonkers, isn’t it? I’ve actually gotten to the point when it gets really bad when I tell people I KNOW they have internet in their country because I’ve lived there and KNOW they can access this information when they get all uppity about ‘how was I supposed to know?’ as they stand there with their…

They really need some pinecone shaped candles for $16 a pop. 

I can tell you, he probably does.

I hate how the caveat is always ‘well people died, but they had pre-existing conditions or were in nursing homes!!!!’ like people with asthma or dementia aren’t people or are expendable—like saying ‘It’s ok that nearly 100,000 people died, they were the weak ones anyway.’

I am sorry to hear this.

They really are very needy, never do chores, leave their stuff everywhere, never pay their rent. Sometimes they shit on the floor. Just absolute freeloaders.

Vestibular migraines blooowwww. I was dealing with them daily for six months, they finally went away for the most part but got smacked across the room with one earlier in the week. Definitely not great for dog walking. 

Oh it definitely trickled into the 80s. Canned ‘fruit cocktail’ was a staple in my house (although it had transitioned out of the syrup and into ‘it’s own juices’ for the most part).

The last time I had jello jigglers was when I had a colonoscopy to rule out scary stuff because I couldn’t consume more than about a cup of food without puking. Unfortunately getting a colonoscopy requires you to consume like a gallon of liquid in an hour, so a lot of those lime jello jigglers came right back up.