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Uft. I feel for everyone in that situattion, some of my work friend’s parents are like that and they are just clawing their eyes out. 

Whoo for your mother!

I feel so happy for front line, essential workers, older folks, folks with medical conditions who got this. It’s got to be so freeing. While I was getting my filling done my dentist told me he and his receptionist had gotten them and I was so pleased! I want people to get them who have the risk.

Absolutely. I had a meltdown at my boyfriend’s brother because he works from home and never has to go out and his wife doesn’t work and doesn’t have to go out and he said he got one. In front of me, his 70 year old plus parents, and his brother who has a bad heart condition who can’t get the vaccine yet either. He

This COVID vaccine situation is MADNESS and it’s making me angrier than I already was. So many people I know, who work from home, who can sit their assess in their non-covid-y homes for as long as they want to, have gotten vaccines. Meanwhile, my 70 year old parents, and my immunocompromised, sees hundreds of people

Christopher Plummer set me up for a lifetime of unrealistic romantic expectations and for that I am incredibly grateful.

I mean, the only person whose depression and anxiety I’m an expert in is mine.

I want to go see the whole ground hog thing one day, but it would also require me to venture into a part of Pennsylvania I never want to go to again. So I’ll just rely on the commentary. 

I still mourn that ground hog. 

I’m just waiting for the year Phil bites one of those top hat wearing fuckers. 

Should have kept it and had it been like, 5 cents off or something incredibly piddly. The asshole will still think they’re getting a discount, while everyone else can enjoy the prices not being raised.

Don’t knick yourself for not doing it. It took a lot, and a death, and the right partner, for me to get this straight forward about the fact my brain tries to hijack me.

The way the news described the treatment when it was first announced he had cancer, this was ADVANCED when they found it. He essentially went straight into hospice care. Awful. 

As the anxiety/depressed partner, it’s rough on the not depressed/anxious partner, particularly if the depressed/anxious party is new to depression/anxiety and doesn’t know what their breaking point is or how to communicate that.

It was my grandmother’s excuse, through a very warped understanding of the depression from being a small child. The family had been very wealthy, lost a lot during the depression. But they were still solidly middle class. My grandmother said that they were so hard off in the depression that they had canned fruit

My first job was ridiculously mundane and full of exactly what you would expect from selling tickets at a local folk show. Bad jokes, old hippies, people arguing $10 was too much for a concert. Nothing.

One the sites I work at has a fee. It’s a weird work around that we don’t take this pass that normally covers seniors because we have to have the money to actually fix the stuff in the building and the money goes to this big agency pot. etcetc.

I ALSO got a cold last week. Somehow. I’m not even sure. I kept my sense of taste and what not, but got a test anyway, no covid.

....have we shared a coworker?

My late husband’s mother is a narcissist, and the ‘I’m the best parent ever, you are just so UNGRATEFUL’ shit is awful. Like she was constantly some martyr to the cause, and the cause were her children who were somehow neglecting her. Her children who, when they became adults, still spoke and dealt with her even after