Cordelia ,'Lessons'
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.
Ugh today was another feeling super sick all day. I had planned to go to the soccer game tonight but decided I didn’t have the energy which is a bummer, because I don’t get to see my friends either.
Have eaten all of a couple saltines and a tiny bit of granola bar today. Trying to decide if ordering ramen or pho would be a good plan—I still feel iffy but also like I need to eat something?
I still feel iffy but also like I need to eat something?
JZ's tummy was wonky tonight so she took a nausea med and then tentatively ate a bit of baguette with butter. Success! Followed by another small bit of bread and butter.
Side note: I can't get over how ridiculous Camilla looks in that crown. Absurd and laughable.
It really highlights how ridiculously dated and just generally off the whole thing is.
Oh Sheryl, I am so sorry.
Side note: I can't get over how ridiculous Camilla looks in that crown. Absurd and laughable.
Seriously, I haven't seen anything except a few blips on the news and burst out laughing. Complete lack of anything that could be called charm or grace.
There’s a guy here at the bar with a man-bun, a pencil mustache, several gold chains, and an ascot. I don’t know what to make of it.
That's a lot of stereotypes to uphold all at once.
Perhaps he just lost a bet?
Timelies all!
Mr. S is back at the facility. This morning went reasonably well, as did lunch. Something about bedtime that brings out the worst in him...
Aw, man, Vida Blue died. One of my first clear memories is watching him pitch on TV for the Oakland A's before I had any idea where Oakland was. I only knew that my father had lived there once.
After observing Mr. Mays's 92nd yesterday, losing Mr. Blue at 73 feels way too early.
So today I learned I have Norwegian rats in the crawlspace: they tunnel under the foundations! And then I read Parable of the Sower, which is just not a book you want to read when you're already worried about ... stuff. Anything.
So now I'm just fucking depressed.
(I will get the rats dealt with, but the long-term fix is about $10K, because I would have to get the foundation sealed with concrete.