What’s your #1 priority tomorrow?
Honestly, my priority is to get rest after work.
What’s your #1 priority tomorrow?
Honestly, my priority is to get rest after work.
What aspects of your cultural heritage are you most proud of or interested in?
Most of my heritage is generally Jewish. Or a blackjack dealer. At least on my mom’s side of the equation.
The paternal unit has the communication skills the gods gave a block of Parmesan cheese. So I have no clue about his heritage. Other than he lives in Pennsylvania.
What’s the best piece of advice you’ve ever received?
Strive to be happy.
See Desiderata, by Max Ehrmann
What gives me energy? The laughter of friends. Or, I’ll be honest, a caffeine pill or two. Or, a good, sugar- free Coke Zero with a splash of sugar-free vanilla syrup.
Sometimes, it’s spite. I get up and do things despite how I may be feeling.
Which topics would you like to be more informed about?
Honestly? My own diagnoses, that’s what I’d like to be more informed about.
I don’t know much about diabetes other than “sugar/carbs BAD”. I know Metformin helps my blood sugar, so does my basaglar. But I don’t know more than that. And every time I ask, I get referred to an endocrinologist that turns out to be some sort of shitheel.
I don’t know that much about fibromyalgia except that pregabalin helps me function at a three to five, usually, on the pain scale rather than a seven to nine. I know I still hurt.
I know I’m likely going to need new knees at some point, for they’ve been bad since I was a teenager.
I want to know more about Autism Spectrum Disorder, beyond people trying to fix me.
And don’t get me started on my bipolar. No one, none of my providers, have done anything but throw medication at the problem (read: me), and suggest therapy. Except I can’t find an affordable, in-network therapist that is queer/asexually friendly.
My most recent attempt at therapy cost me $65 for half an hour, and I was told to medicate to fix my “low libido issue”. Fuck off with that.
Ugh. I guess I’ll be googling stuff in the near future.
How do you celebrate holidays?
Well, my mother was Jewish. My not-biological-father was lapsed Roman Catholic. I’m pagan.
So the secular holidays are meh. I don’t celebrate them much, beyond getting together with friends for a homemade meal.
Now the witchy holidays I try to keep, do a little something for each. Like, tomorrow is the first day of Fall and I plan to try and make some quick bread when I get home from work, spoons depending.
What are your favorite types of foods?
My favorite kinds of food are those shared with friends. Stone soup, fresh bread, and laughter.
But my favorite type of food is definitely comfort food, in the form of TexMex or Italian American cuisine.
How often do you walk or run?
I walk daily, a fair bit for work and as a coping mechanism for my own anxiety or autistic brain weasels. At least 2,500 steps a day, sometimes three times that.
Do you see yourself as a leader?
Of others? Fuckity fucking fuck no I am not a leader in my personal life. At work, sure. And maybe the parental pal of my friend group.
But not in the traditional sense, I think.
What’s your favorite word?
This is a hard one.
I think my favorite ridiculous word is kerfuffle.
My favorite swear word is fuck.
My favorite term of endearment is love.
But my absolute favorite? Not even an English word. Kvetch!
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Continue reading “Of Lists and Laughter”What personality trait in people raises a red flag with you?
There are many things that can be boiled down into lack of empathy or compassion. If you don’t care about other people, can’t put yourself in someone’s place when they’re reaching out to you, there is something wrong with your ability to connect with your fellow humans.
Describe your ideal week.
My ideal week would be one spent not worry about my next paycheck, spending time with loved ones, and filled with good food.
Basically anything that gets me out of the soul-crushing wheel of capitalism.