ha ha

just found out that one of my relatives almost killed one of my inlaws because they were wearing all black and riding a bicycle at night with no reflectors
Imagine tryne to explain all that at the funeral…. waaallll funny story

I just got my first fic rec on Twitter.  I’ve been posting fics for two years now and once I start getting recs my stats will get better.

doc wants to see me about my blood test results I go in tomorrow for 1:30


Katie, Keith, Jeff and I ate at IHOP yesterday morning, it was absolutely lovely.

Paul has been very busy looking after Janice after eye surgery and he also ran the field last weekend so that’s why he’s dropped off the face of the earth.

Still haven’t had the bloodwork done, I will definitely do that today if the clinic is open. (nope has to be tomorrow)

Wrote 1500 words yesterday mostly a (hopefully) amusing series of text conversations between the protagonists.

Air quality is horrific. They’re saying it may climb past 400 tomorrow and I get itchy and doom laden and crusty at 60 so it’s gonna suck.

Spent a good chunk of yesterday helping Katie adult (buy tires and get them installed) and it was so GOOD to hang out with her.



The shot really took it out of me. I more or less crawled off to bed around supper time, without eating, I felt so crappy. Woke up at midnight feeling like grim death.

So, no blood work yesterday, I’ll try to get it together today.

Emailed about the job, things are fine but slower to progress than they’d like.  It is all good.

two months

It’s been two months since I last interviewed for a job. The position isn’t supposed to start until later this year, but I suspect I’m no longer in consideration for it, so I sent a quick email to my friend asking what’s happening. There’s no problem either way, people get busy, but clarification would improve my mood and allow me to start looking for other work.

It’s profoundly difficult to look for work when you’ve experienced so much rejection.


Getting more bloodwork today, including getting my thyroid checked again.

Ultrasound grossly normal.

I’m extremely itchy.

Had a shingles vaccination yesterday too, that was almost $250.

sinking feeling

This thing in my mouth is not getting better. I haven’t heard back from the doc, and no wonder, there’s probably nothing to see in the ultrasound. But I’ve been cross checking symptoms, and on Dave’s advice I looked up shingles.

You can have mild symptoms for months before a rash and an outbreak. I DO NOT WANT SHINGLES IN MY FUCKING FACE. I am calling the doc today.

supposed to spit today

I was supposed to go to a spit (Dunnett gathering) today but I’m not feeling up to dealing with Sunday transit and I don’t want to drive. Ah, depression. It’s like a really well behaved crush injury.

and with all that I still managed to do a load of laundry, run dishes, write a thousand words and start working on the new Alex video for the folks.

I just feel crappy



is currently throwing toilet paper rolls down the basement stairs and life is ok.


I set up the ironing board so Alex can race Lightning McQueen and Sally down it and he insisted I make a chequered flag.


Now the toilet paper rolls are a very fussy tunnel full of cars.

junk in the filter

Well, I managed to temporarily kill the washer this morning, and Jeff pulled it out of the cooker. I’m headed downstairs now to sort out the last of the grunge before he pushes the washer back into place. The bathmat barfed up all its backing into the filter.


Guess I should wash the rags that got put down the floor when about two gallons barfed out of the washer.

What would I do without Jeff? Apart from having really shitty internet I’d have the landlord on speed dial.

Oh my god that concrete floor which I just washed was massively disgusting, and I rendered numbers of spiders temporarily sans-abri.