My one grandfather was 4F and spent WWII building ships in Oakland. Which exposed him to asbestos and eventually killed him, but not for years later, I guess.

The other side of the family were civilians in occupied China. So their stories are pretty different.

Etsy, the gateway drug lab?

Etsy, the gateway drug lab?

The meth residue all over the room was hard to explain away.

I am in a super-foul mood and would like to burn down the world.

Need a match?

YAY, ANNE!!

ita, crossing my fingers on the drug test.

My dad was in the Army for 4 years in the early 60's. He was #1 in his boot camp...class? whatever, and got to pick his assignment.

He had a choice of Japan, Vietnam or Hawaii. Being young, he picked Hawaii, and has been kicking himself for not picking Japan ever since.

So my right carpal tunnels (is that the term?) are giving me stab by pain. Might be my stroke, might be the red wine last night(it makes all my potentially achy parts ache), might be some weird transference/compensatory pain due to a deep scratch on my wrist.

Mixing 3 batches of cookie dough didn't really help. Rolling it out tomorrow isn't going to make it better.

Need a match?

Tempting.

It seems very unfair that I can't just spend my life lying on the couch watching TV. I realize that's not technically sustainable in the long term, but I could at least try.

It seems very unfair that I can't just spend my life lying on the couch watching TV

Trade ya.

And now I feel worse.