My insane tomcat apparently likes Mongolian chicken. he kept begging for more last night while I was eating dinner. So, turns his nose up at good quality steak or the chicken I saute in butter at home, can't get enough of blazing hot take-out.

No arguing with taste.

I think I should not make any more decisions today. I've only made little ones so far but they all seem to have been wrong.

I have my shifts for Denver Comic Con! I'll be working the Celebrity Photo Op Booth all three days in the morning. Then I can wander the Con in the afternoon. I have never been to a Con but am VERY excited.

To improve my Monday, I'm watching Obama and Larry Wilmore's White House Correspondents' Dinner speeches. It's definitely helping. Obama just thanked Joe Biden for not shooting anyone in the face.

Obama just thanked Joe Biden for not shooting anyone in the face.

His whole speech was excellent. He really has zero fucks left to give.

"We asked if you wanted steak or fish, but some of you wrote in Paul Ryan."

Man, Tim's rheumatologist wants to switch him to an injectable drug that -- for one month -- costs 4 times our mortgage payment. (Though I think our insurance might bring the cost down to 2 times our mortgage payment.)

For the record, our mortgage payment is NOT $10. So, you know.

Now, the drug company has a program for people who can't afford upwards of $2500 a month, which is a nice thing. But I'm genuinely curious: how many patients CAN afford that cost? Or maybe other people's insurance is better than ours (because it is, admittedly, shitty about some drugs).

So I'm kind of flipping out like a mammal, but I'm also reasonably sure that, in the end, the cost will be affordable via the drug company's program. But I have to get this freakout completely out of my system before Tim gets home.

Also, I have to take over lawnmowing duties, which I am not thrilled about. But the dude has RA. It's not like he's just being a jerk and making me do all the chores. But, meh. (OTOH, mowing the lawn will add to my Fitbit step total, so...yay?)

Epic, much health ~ma for your mom, and coping ~ma for you. That's all so hard to deal with. I hope they can get the infection under control.

Steph, the exorbitant cost of some drugs makes me so mad. Rich companies getting richer on people's pain and desperation, fuck that.

Steph, the exorbitant cost of some drugs makes me so mad. Rich companies getting richer on people's pain and desperation, fuck that.

I get that R&D costs are high, but I still don't understand the point of pricing a drug so high that no one can afford it without assistance. Just price it lower in that case.

(Okay, part of me is going to be stuck on perpetual freakout until I know for sure that we won't have to pay $2500 a month for this medication. We don't earn that kind of money.)

That is, in fact, more than I earn in a month.