13,393 Days Alive
My dear, sweet baby kitty, the eleven and a half year old Bombay I am parental unit to missed me dearly while I was gone.
How do I know?
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13,393 Days Alive
My dear, sweet baby kitty, the eleven and a half year old Bombay I am parental unit to missed me dearly while I was gone.
How do I know?
Continue reading “Of Spock and Struggles”13,392 Days Alive
I did a tarot reading for J today. They did one for me as well; it’s the image of tonight’s post.
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I didn’t sleep well again last night. I’m hoping tonight I rest better.
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905 Days Straight on Duolingo
So. I’m going to sketch up my floral sleeve tattoo idea. It gives me another small goal to work towards.
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2.5 Hours of Sleep
1 Malfunctioning Body
Today is the twenty-second day of the second month in the year 2022. 22/2/22 if you’re using the non-American date order. Pretty groovy numerological thingie or something.
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902 Days Straight on Duolingo
1 Crying Jag
I’m in so much pain. I don’t have spoons to be clever or verbose tonight.
I’m going to bed.
Take your meds, folks.
13,386 Days Alive
901 Days Straight on Duolingo
5th Chapter Published on Crows at the Crossroads
1 Plate of Homemade Chili Cheese Fries for Dinner
We are… broke. Bills are paid but, much like our short-circuited oven, we are dead broke right now.
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900 Days Straight on Duolingo
J came over today. We were trying to save money by buying groceries rather than going out to eat. It… didn’t work. Inflation is real.
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899 Days Straight on Duolingo
1 Screwed Up Dinner
I messed up dinner. There was no saving it. Next time, two jars of sauce or something.
Continue reading “Of Spaghetti and Screw Ups”13,383 Days Alive
$349.95 for my Basaglar
9.3 A1C
1 Disappointed Me
So. I still can’t afford my insulin. I refuse to pay $349.95 for it. It’s the principle of the matter as well as I just don’t fucking have it.
Continue reading “Of Doctors and Dissatisfaction”13,382 Days Alive
22 Hours in Migraine Hell
I’m writing this with speech to text so if there are screw ups or anything that’s why.
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I had a bad day.
A very bad day.
I’m pissed off and can’t talk about why.
Continue reading “Of Writing and Wrath”