Yay scrappy!!
The second half of work was ok. There is just a lot to do and we are short handed . There just aren't enough people to fill all the jobs in the area. But I had some really nice customers. This morning I had women who don't seem to understand the concept of "I'm out of your size".
We also started putting out the Christmas decorations for sale.
Penny has been in my lap purring and I've been watching iZombie. I really wish I had a day off but that is Sunday. And my moral is bothering and I'm still waiting to find out what the dental insurance will cover
The second half of this year looks like more medical debt.
For me I think a big part of what is triggering the PTSD is seeing people minimizing what happened and also questioning why she isn't acting the way they expect (coming forward at the time etc). I am modifying my social media habits.
This is also making me feel rally pessimistic about the future and go the dark thoughts that this is the beginning stages of an authoricratic regime/dictatorship situation.
Accolades, Scrappy!
The whole Kavanaugh thing is deeply upsetting to me. I'm trying to keep up with the news without raging out.
I have loaded up my Twitter feed with things like I Pet That Dog and We Rate Dogs and a bunch of fashion historians and indie comic book artists and that guy in Portland who makes up rap songs about his hairless cats. Honestly, it really does help.
We Rate Dogs is pure gold.
My distraction is putting together a wee slideshow of pictures from our wedding (because, y'all, tomorrow is FIVE YEARS WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK) that I'm going to foist on Facebook tomorrow. Good times.
I really honestly feel like I could punch someone in the face if they spouted crap at me. I probably wouldn't, but I would want to do violence to something.
If given the chance, I would totally punch Mitch McConnell, though.
Moshow!! I follow him on FB. And Twitter.
I also follow TheCatReviewer on Twitter . Happy anniversary eve!!
What I really want to just spend time with Matthew but that will be Sunday
And Oct 6 -13 we are going to Florida!
Happy 5th Anniversary Steph and Tim!
Here is a song for you. While it's not a filk of an extant song, in my head, it would be performed in the style of The Gooch (Ted Buckland's girlfriend on Scrubs, who also has the given name of Stephanie; Coincidence? Well, probably).
Imagine, if you will, a ukulele playing...
The boy likes carrots
And Teppy likes people
Who like carrots
They both said "I do"
But for real, not like-
A couple of parrots
They've been married
For what amounts to
Half of a decade
But it still feels new
'Cause bright burns the torch
Both of them carried
Look straight up and you'll see
Tep and her boy
Sitting in a tree
They're K-I-S-S-I-N-G
So don't scare 'em when you yell,
"Happy Anniversary!"
(Big finish now:) Happy 5th Anniversary -- five years!
Happy Anniversary! (Awesome tribute, Cindy!)
Woot! Congrats to Scrappy and all her future students.
If given the chance, I would totally punch Mitch McConnell, though.
We'll take turns. At the moment Grassley is top of my list for punching. And all those justifying the ongoing abuse of Dr. Ford. I am having rage issues and using the escape into fiction method of coping. Currently binging Brooklyn Nine Nine with my sister, reading lightweight fiction, and have almost caught up on backlogged soap operas.
Not totally avoiding reality and have been doing the emails and faxes to a selection of 10 senators thing. Sorry, I don't even call my kids. I wish I could call; I've even gone so far as to accumulate the numbers. I may before this mess is done.
Also, I am worried about how upset I will be if the midterms don't go as I anticipate. I am not close to recovered from the devastation of 2016. I really believed that it was over and I would have confidence and pride in the new president. Ugh, even typing that I am struck again with how far away from recovered I am.
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