cereal: I also tried petroleum jelly, in time to find out I'm pretty disgusted by petroleum jelly. This will be good for me and Mom, too. Because she kept looking at them and telling me there's nothing there, and I kept saying if I were going to flip out and have a delusion(especially in the absence of kissage) chapped lips seemed oddly specific. So, in addition to all the other benefits of the synthetic hormone, it will also save me minutes a month not having that conversation anymore. Especially since I'm too mature for "Was too," except for this, I guess.

Cereal: of course, it's my most obnoxious loose cannon friend who takes me up on my offer of political involvement. OF COURSE it is. We need the help, though, and I do need to let go of my unofficial, unearned quest to be The Bestest, most exceptional crippled girl God ever made, cause, like, there isn't even really a prize(and if I really won it, I'd want to die, anyway.) But she can be so embarrassing. But sometimes I hate when people prefer my outgoing friends to me, but there's no reason to be possessive, first. And she helped me out a lot when we were younger and I want to support her evolution. But this chick does have Evolutions like most women have new packets of Hanes Her Way, so not only is that tiring for people she hangs with, I don't want her to let the cause down because now she's a Sikh, or some shit. Also, when we were roommates in college, I caught her Single White Femaling several of my anecdotes. Which, to me. is nutcakes, but after years of building up disabled power as a sleeping giant at work, I don't wanna be all "But she doesn't attribute..." In conclusion, fuck Facebook for another case of mixed emotions from my Worlds Colliding, and all that jazz.

Happy birthday, erika!

Thanks...need all the wishes I can get.

I have now entered the phase of perimenopause where my breasts are tender and my nipples are sore. They are fine until something touches them and then it's just little stabs of pain. So if I have to lean against something or hold a box close to my chest at work.

Or Penny decides to stand on my chest and she does that thing where it feels like all her weight is on one little paw.

I am excited by what James Gunn is doing at DC, but I am sad that he is not a Tim Drake fan.

I am sad that he is not a Tim Drake fan.

Totally my reaction, too. I'm excited about the Dick Grayson and Jason Todd movie, but you can't have a Robin movie without Timmy!

I don't even read DC comics and I'm a Tim Drake fan.

As is right and proper.

UGH. I am SO FRUSTRATED.

I was on an experimental weight loss drug for a year and a half. It worked great! Unfortunately the study ended. I did OK for a month, and then tried taking something else (not a GLP1, much cheaper), but it didn't really work. Bummer. Then they announced they'd be selling vials of zepbound for much cheaper than $1000, but you have to go through the manufacturer! OK, yay! Because I've been eating my face off again and gaining weight and I Do Not Like. So I go to my doctor three weeks ago and ask, and she agrees to write the prescription. She can't figure out how, but sends me off with a paper one. They only accept electronic ones. I figure out how to add them in the patient system as my "pharmacy" and she send a prescription. Except they say they never got it. OK. I ask her to rewrite and re-send. She does. They say it doesn't have the right ICD10 code. I ask her to rewrite and re-send. She does. They say it STILL doesn't have the right IC10 code (apparently even though the WORDING of the prescription, which I can see, includes "ICD10 [correct code]" there's some spot I can't see that has a different one??). And the doctor's office has basically said "deal with it with the pharmacy yourself" because they're sick of going back and forth for this one prescription. I JUST WANT THIS MED WHY IS THIS SO HARD.