Nightmares, and a sore back
I did not have hot and sour soup today
The yummy brownies and things had poison gluten so I cant eat them
my mother stole my cat
Finally made the time to dye my hair purple with Kool aid. It is not purple. It’s a steely pewter with blue highlights - oddly more noticable under florescent lighting than in sunlight.
I kind of like it so this is only a tiny complaint.
My dog won’t stop barking. My heartburn is getting worst (ice water set it off earlier). My uterus is getting heavy enough my ligaments are straight up tired after I’ve walked a while, and that’s uncomfortable. But I’m allergic to KT tape, so I can’t lift it that way, and I don’t want the heat/inconvenience of a maternity belly belt.
Doggo wants walkies soooooo badly but it is 92 degrees still at 8pm.
I have a dishwasher but my kitchen is still drowning under dishes and also I CBF.
This also me.
My whole body is crawling with pain and I can’t do anything.
We lost power in my office for 45 minutes yesterday. The backup battery for the BIM servers has been beeping every 2 seconds (literally) ever since and I can hear it in my office.
@__@
IT is aware and has it on their list.
But like…
My sanity, bros. My sanity.
All of the actual work is done for the solar, but now I have to wait an expected 20 days for the utility company to come out and install a compatible meter before I start producing electricity. I just wanna get my power from the sun, gosh darn it!
That is not a tiny complaint. I hope you feel better soon.
Did I see that your mom is visiting? Is she able to help take care of you?
My mum is taking care of Percy… I’m leaving for vacation in the morning. The pain is just a tiny complaint… My pain management strategies are unavailable for a bit. But I got sleep
$21,000 MXN in small bills is a much smaller stack than I was expecting. I wanted a brick or crate of bills for the purposes of swagger and making it rain.
A small stack is better for travelling with, though. Less conspicuous. I won’t be accused of nefarious dealings by security at the airport.
I intended to eat some vegetables with lunch today but I forgot my carrots and hummus.
My classics book club is reading Wuthering Heights this month and it turns out I detest it even more than I did 10 years ago when I read it in college. IUUUUUUUUUGH.
Tiny complaint from the future: I just had three slices of pizza with sausage and very spicy jalapenos and I will regret it in approximately an hour. Probably worth it.
I booked the cheapest train. It leaves at 640 tomorrow. I will need a train to that train.
Why am I cheap? Why am I awake?
Wuthering Heights is THE WORST. THE WORST. I HATE IT.
I studied it at uni (having already read it in high school and hated it) and fought with my uni tutor (person who teaches the small classes, not like a personal tutor - maybe equivalent to what Americans call a TA?). He hated me, I hated him, we snapped at each other all the time in class. Guess how I got back at him? BY MARRYING HIS BROTHER.
the best revenge is marrying someone’s close family member!
The funniest part of this is that the tutor / now BIL used to get super shitty at me for misspelling his surname. Now that’s my kid’s name
I need plural marriage to get legalised so I can take this revenge on more of my foes.