Speaking of Superheroes, Matilda has a playdate today with one of her classmates, a girl named Justice. (Justy for short.)

Matilda woke up and said in her best Narrator voice, "I have a date...with Justice!"

Side note: Justice's father won the Pulitzer price for Fiction a couple years ago.

Kristen and Drew, I hope it's something simple and you don't have to wait long.

The nurse was working from a script, which irritates the hell out of me. Also, she asked me three times if I knew where the urgent care center was. Finally I said, "I go to the oncology office in that building at least once a week" and she said, "No, don't go to oncology. Go to urgent care."

While I'm ranting: When you call Kaiser, you put in your health record number and birthday. When you press 2 for the advice nurse, you put in your health record number and birthday. My information is on the screen when she answers the phone. Then the nurse has to confirm my health record number. In doing so, she kept transposing two numbers. She also has in front of her my medical history, with all my current medications, and she wants me to go through what medications I'm taking. I just said, "Seriously?"

Ginger, can you go to your chiropractor appointment first and then urgent care?

"I have a date...with Justice!"

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The insomnia fairy has been visiting, so I am aggravated by everything today. People walking too closely behind me. People attempting to interact with me. People asking dumb questions. People not telling me information I need to know. What is wrong with you people.

Wishing pain-ease for Drew.

Justice's sister is named Jupiter. Justy and Jupy.

The insomnia fairy has been visiting

Oh, yeah. I got less than 5 hours of sleep last night, for absolutely no reason. I'm blaming it on Fury Road.

I did some shoulder stretches yesterday and pulled muscles in my neck. Which, yay for showing me which muscles are used in those stretches, but damn, you don't realize all the ways you shift your neck through the day.

ION, I need a new washing machine. I don't want to buy a washing machine, I have enough clothes that I'm doing laundry maybe once a week. There's a Laundromat two blocks away from my house, I'm good with this. The problem with the washing machine is that it won't stay level anymore, and slams into things during the spin cycle, and I object to machines slamming around in a house I'm responsible for. Housemate cannot hear a washing machine slamming into a wall in the next room--and no, he didn't have headphones, he was just looking at something on the computer and didn't realize I was standing in his doorway yelling at him over the noise of the washing machine, "Do you hear what it's doing!"

He knows how to fix the legs on the thing, and he should notice the fact that one of said balancing legs has apparently fallen out, considering the angle the machine is currently on. Whether this will translate into him put the leg back in or acceding to Laundromat runs on his own is a separate question.

In-home laundry is not a requirement for a home, so landlord is not involved in this. I bought a new fridge six months ago, I don't want to buy a washer.

At this point I am just trying to keep myself from being overtly hostile to the poor people who come into my orbit.

I am irritable and hating everyone today and I don't know why. Note - I do not hate y'all, nor the coworker who brought me pound cake, but pretty much everyone else.

Sorry about the disruption and the idiocy, Ginger.