Funeral Friday! About to drink my face off soon!
Go Browns!
That’s funeral Sunday for 16 weeks!
17 sundays
17 weeks minus the bye week!16 Sundays of sadness while one week is like a vacation!
its 18 weeks minus the bye ?
Fuck! Your right! The misery keeps piling up! Ha!
think of it as an extra sunday of drinking
I never need to worry about there being a drought where I live… I just have to decide to wash the car and its guaran-fucking-teed that it will then rain out of nowhere just as I’m about to finish.
i have feral chickens. i wash my car and it gets shitted on by 15 fucking chickens 20 min later.
i stopped bothering unless its a special event i need to drive to
email sucks! i hate it! get fucked email!
Trying to clean out a house with a lot of fucking loud mouth assholes is making me reach my breaking point!
I’m pretty fucking cool but if you are going to have an opinion about all the work I’m doing while you do nothing, you can go fuck yourselves!
Fucking keepers!
I meant to reply to this over a week ago, but I’ve been hit by some murder fatigue. I’m not sure if it’s the infusions or just my first week without steroids after taking them for a month. But thanks for asking. I’ve been okay.
Weird nightmares about doctors digging around in my arms with fishing wires and/or my kitten going missing. That might also be the steroid comedown.
The dizzying mood swings have mostly worn off.
Otherwise, just stressed out by family stuff, and trying to make a halfway decent track for this month’s Battle.
To whine, perchance to whinge—I rented a beach house to decompress last weekend after my last infusion and drop off the earth a bit. It rained every day we were there.
Then the sky cleared and the sun came out right about the same moment we had the car packed up and drove home. It’s been 80º and sunny ever since.
The shore is kind of cool in a thunderstorm, though. We were the only people there and it was a bit like Area X with the antique lighthouse shining in the fog. We tried to sit on the beach and the poor lifeguards just stared at us wondering when we’d leave so they could go back to making TikToks.
I saw some poor dead dogfish who got washed up by the churn and couldn’t make it back home. I guess compared to him my weekend wasn’t so bad.
This is when I employ podcasts or extremely loud music.
Then I usually say something like “I need to listen to this while I clean it’s how I work.”
Earbuds are nice if you want to be passive aggressive, but noise-cancelling over-ear headphones are better if you want to be aggressively passive.
Ok. Which one of you fools sent me this pillow?
I dunno if it’s for my 1 year old….
Or it’s for me….
Ha!
I told myself on the way over that I wish I had ear buds!
I have a bit more time before I can nicely disassociate with people. I’m trying my best to smile and be nice to keep the peace for my wife’s sake.
I have spent an hour cleaning the glass bottles (1 vodka, at least 4 beers) that had been thrown high in the sky so that they could be glass everywhere on the street in front of my house.
There are kids riding bikes to the park besides my house. Cats passing by, regularly enough.
And the whole family riding a bike to go to work or school.
I was furious.