Your employer doesn't then know your BMI or your cholesterol or what have you, just "Employee X gets 15 points, so that's the 5% "discount"!"

Well, except for the fact that my employer is actually someone who does biometric screening, so we screen ourselves. And I happen to know that basically everything is in a non-anonymous paper file. There is no fucking way they are getting my info (since right now it is only tied to a $50.00 optional gift card., not my actual employment)

Oh I don't think I'd appreciate being swabbed on the job. I resented drug testing even when I had no bad habits to worry about testing positive. I do resent being denied the opportunity to buy health insurance for weight.

$$$ for erika: wooo-hoooo! May the next paid writing come sooner and pay better for you.

Spending all my time getting stuff ready for my February Art Window. I am soooo excited by the thought of seeing everything unpacked all at the same time I can hardly contain myself.

What my horrible neighbor did today: Put his garbage can out at the curb early Tuesday afternoon, taking up a parking space. He can't be too early for a Thursday pickup, you see.

When he drove off, I evilly ran out and put his garbage can back by the house. Moooa-haw-haw, go me. Waited for him to come back. Watched him drag the garbage can back out to the curb. Then he came back out and had to walk to the curb in the rain because he had some garbage to throw out. He's completely insane to inconvenience himself so to put out the neighhborhood with his lordship of guest parking.

This is the man who needs me to comply with park rules? I laugh. I fling metaphorical poo and cooties. I await the cover of darkness so I can steal his garbage can!

If the plumber was supposed to be here sometime this evening, and it's now 9, can I safely assume that he's not going to be here?

Yes.

Also, he sucks.

eta: I mean, if he was going to be that late but still show up, I'd expect him to call first.

I'm still not entirely sure what he's fixing. The super said that there's a seal on my toilet that came loose, and it's not noticible from my apartment, but it's making water leak into the apartment beneath mine. My dishwasher is also leaking, but my landlord needs to come look at that before she'll call anyone about that. I think the dishwasher just needs one part replaced, and I can point to the part, but she thinks the whole dishwasher needs to be replaced.

The super said that there's a seal on my toilet that came loose, and it's not noticible from my apartment, but it's making water leak into the apartment beneath mine.

Just FYI, when that happened to me it ended with half my bedroom wall torn down. Or not down, exactly, but with a giant gaping hole like 4 feet across. Which they fixed. Eventually.

Is it wrong that this statement made me do my loud donkey laugh?

Nope!

Zenkitty was hospitalized for PULMONARY EMBOLISM (CTC GRADE 3). Both study drugs were interrupted in response to this event, which resolved the next day. The investigator considered the event of pulmonary embolism to be UNRELATED to the patient's BMI, citing Mountain Dew and potato chips as an alternative explanation.

I. Love. This.

However, it didn't resolve. I ended up in the hospital for a week, hooked up to heparin, not allowed to get out of bed even to go to the bathroom (!) and, because the gods love me but do like to fuck with me sometimes for fun (TMI whitefont) I got my period that week. On a bloodthinner. Unable to leave the bed. Yes. I learned that, sometimes, surrendering your dignity gracefully is the only graceful or dignified thing left to do.

Just FYI, when that happened to me it ended with half my bedroom wall torn down. Or not down, exactly, but with a giant gaping hole like 4 feet across. Which they fixed. Eventually.

Thanks for the warning.

I need to go grocery shopping. I don't feel like doing any actual cooking without my dishwasher working.

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one photo is esp. for Teppy

Sister Act 2 is a silly movie.