Natter 78: I might need to watch some Buffy for inspiration
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.
I think all that legit does make you high risk for whatever they are saying is needed, Pix?
Nope. You would think so, but it’s not about people working in high risk environments — just those 65+ or who have with medical conditions like suppressed immune systems, diabetes, etc. I don’t have a condition that qualifies, technically. I also don’t care. I was happy to wait for my turn back in 2021 when the first vaccines came out and there were severe shortages, but there’s no shortage here (except, maybe, a shortage of scientific validity).
Really? Well, you are obviously ethically in the right, it’s not like your getting the shot will mean anyone else won’t. And it’s clearly a worse outcome if you don’t. So.
Everything is so stupid.
I just checked “yes, I’m high risk” without thinking about it very much because I am selfish like that.
I thought the risk conditions included depression, which I can totes check off (even if my meds are doing well for me these days)? I mean also you could just lie. But it’s still stupid.
Happy belated, meara. I'm glad you're here.
Parker, it's good to see your pixels.
Yay for good news for Erika's mum!
I've been a little skippy and skimmy lately. Everyone else, please be assured of my continuing affection and esteem.
Hi Karl! Good to see you.
And hey, meara, turns out you’re right! It took me forever to track down the official list, but apparently the FDA pointed to this CDC one, and depression is on it. Huh. Thanks, depression?
My code isn’t working above, so here’s the link if anyone wants it: [link]
Obesity is also on the official CDC list of risk factors so yay me, I also qualify.
Ex-smoker too, so I have no qualms about it. As you say, there is no actual shortage, just an abundance of dumbfuckery.
Aw, a Karl sighting is always nice for my spirits(and, you know, a few points south, but maybe I'll stop before I open Bitches)
You know times are tough when you can't really celebrate not-cancer, or at least, it doesn't lighten your load a ton.
Emmett came over today and helped me with all the tasks that required someone to be on a ladder or two people to carry stuff to the attic.
I took him to lunch and we stopped at a small dogpark, and we talked about life and death, and Jacqueline. And as we talked we watched a hummingbird hovering over the bushes nearby.
