So last Sunday I came down with a cold, which by now had mostly run its course, except today I came down with a fever. Which is BULLSHIT. (antigen test was negative)
Natter 77: I miss my friends. I miss my enemies. I miss the people I talked to every day.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
When you catch cold it takes fourteen days to recover if you don't treat it, but only two weeks if you do.
Which is BULLSHIT.
The bullshittiest!
Ugh, I remember that from having a cold in December. I don’t think I’d had one in three years and I’d forgotten how much they suck.
Hopefully won’t get one from this plane ride—I’m wearing a mask some but took it off for a while to eat. Weekend was lovely though.
I'm going to assume that the universe does not want me to do any sort of crafts. Maybe I'd be too powerful if I knew how to turn clay into a bowl.
As it was foretold in the prophecy.
When you catch cold it takes fourteen days to recover if you don't treat it, but only two weeks if you do.
Ha!
Our trans nephew is having top surgery today, and I wanted to text "Yeet the teats!" to him, but I feel like that's maybe not appropriate from an aunt. Or at least, that's not the type of aunt-nephew relationship we have. So I texted a picture Murderbiscuit with a knife and asked "Is this surgeon covered by your health insurance?"
I'm going to assume that the universe does not want me to do any sort of crafts. Maybe I'd be too powerful if I knew how to turn clay into a bowl.
As it was foretold in the prophecy.
Tim said all my attempts at taking a craft-related class will fail until I crochet that damn tiny penguin kit that I bought when he was in the hospital in October. (Of course I abandoned it; I have no follow-through when it comes to fibercrafts. Also, the demonstration video of how to do various stitches made my brain hurt. Maybe it's time to give it another shot now that [knock wood] the long Covid brain fog seems to be gone.)
Brain weasels
The boss called in the morning, spoke to my co-worker who only answered in short yes/no replies, said nothing afterwards, and tension in the office is at an 11, all small talk has ended.
I’m pretty sure I’m getting fired.
Ugh msbelle I’m sorry it’s like that. I hope it is something totally unrelated to you
Oh, crap, masbelle, I hate shit like that. Obviously, I hope you are wrong.
I just got out of the dentist's office. I have a cavity that there was no sign of six months ago, WTF. Rassenfrassen stupid teeth. THAT fast has never happened to me before. Yikes.
Ha, ha, ha! Tim might be right about the curse of the unstarted project.
Oh no, msbelle! Hoping it is not that.
OR, if it IS that, that you quickly find a job that appreciates you more.