Good to hear from you, Epic! I hope things continue to be OK!

I'm sorry that things are so rough that the ER has to be visited. I truly hope he gains some more control soon. You guys must be exhausted.

Epic, good to hear the chemo visit went well. I hope you are able to get some good rest while acclimating to stuff in all kinds of body places where there didn't used to be stuff.

EpicTangent, glad to hear the chemo went okay. I hope you are finding ways to stay well hydrated, well nourished, and well rested. It's a cliché because it is true: it's a marathon, not a sprint. Conserve your resources, and build good habits now that will continue to work for you in the year to come.

Hullo, haven't been here in awhile; new-to-me Beep Me started Nov. 24, 2020. Did the "natter diet" from about May 15-forward. Condolences, support, congratulations, happy anniversary, and general well wishes all around. Thanks for the b'day nod, Laura. Our Flag Means Death gets discussed on the JortstheCat Twitter, fwiw. Jorts is a huge fan & the showrunner reciprocated. I've had too much being with people lately & spent all day yesterday in pj's, & much of today, tho finally put clothes on. S.2 of Flight Attendant was focus yesterday+ all the extras - Allibelle is in 4 or 5 of them, explaining how they did effects. Good for her! Enjoyed S2 (and the last half of S1 that I rewatched to remember what happened.)

Hey Java!

Good news, Epic!

I've been reading a very long Twitter thread about landline culture and phone etiquette that's probably historically important for cultural context: [link]

Like...being subjected to Dad jokes for improper phone etiquette and listening in on other lines.

Caller: Hello, is Jason there?
Dad: Yes. [silence, waiting for proper etiquette]
Caller: Hello, it's [name] May I speak to Jason?
Dad: Yes, I'll get him.

Or, jokester Dad:
"Hello, Lannister Funeral Home, you stab 'em, we slab 'em."

Or siblings racing you to the phone to answer it before you and then mocking and teasing, "Ooooooh! It's Jaaaaaason."

And the bitter resentment of phone numbers with too many 9s and 0s in them.

Good to hear from you, Epic! A sense of unreality seems like a very natural and possibly helpful response.

My Fitbit tells me this morning"Keep it up, you've been getting enough sleep recently" and then tells me I slept for 6 hours and 22 minutes last night for a daily average of 5 hours and 53 minutes. I don't think we agree on what "enough" means.

Epic, I’m glad your doing well. Good thoughts continually headed your way.

The weekend at mom’s was equal parts fun and frustrating. ltc has been having big feelings since Papa died. Those big feelings have been translating into more stubbornness and more tantrums. Also my kindle decided a weekend away was a good time to brick itself. I need another vacation from my vacation. Preferably alone.

Good to hear, Epic!

I took Mom out for a picnic at the local lake/park yesterday, after many wrong turns and finding out the nature center was closed on Mondays. Perfect day to be out in nature, it was sunny, warm, and breezy with occasional clouds to provide shade. Earlier in the weekend we bought paint for her garage door and I managed to knock enough wasps' nests down to get her sliding glass door working again (though she won't be strong enough to safely close the outer storm door).

Ugh. Found out this morning that someone I was in a car with yesterday unmasked tested positive today (we shared a ride to the airport). I’m still testing negative and feel mostly fine (I’m that “is it old age? Is it post convention fatigue? Is it the very tiny beginnings of covid??” Way) but now am very more fingers crossed. And glad I wore a mask as much as I did (in all the classes and big dances, though not with my roommate and a few other friends in small groups). On the other hand, as long as it was mild (obvi no guarantee) it WOULD be good timing for not being worried about catching it at Pride? :)