fluffy ◉ω◉ @fluffy@queer.party

So in summary, cats are terrible, but also amazing.

Finally, someone takes a stand.

good news: not an embolism
bad news: they dunno what it is and didn' tseem too interested in finding out

i am in fucking agony and they didn't even do the minimal amount of stuff to like... see if a sling would help me

i am livid

Really don’t want this to be a recurring thing

Finally got the CT scan

No idea if I’ll need to be admitted yet

Wellp back in the hospital with excruciating pain that feels like another embolism getting ready to happen. Great start to a three day weekend.

Our weekly status meeting has had an ongoing “quarantine fun with Marylou” update detailing the status of her family’s movie watching. They have now finished all 20 Marvel Cinematic Universe movies and are starting on “all 9” Star Wars movies.

HR has declared them the company’s “honorary film buffs” and there are so many reasons I take issue with that.

I had to take my car in for its overdue annual service and ugh, I forgot to bring my Switch. Oh well. Maybe I’ll just take a nice long walk.

dangit @Siphonay

https://octodon.social/@Siphonay/104179905337992710

I just decided to try watching MTV for the first time in well over a decade, and they literally just showed an ad for a retirement community.

Even in capitalism, people who are unable to work deserve a living wage and the ability to participate in it. After all, they’re still consuming the products that are being produced by those who are working, and if anything we have a glut of excess. Look at how much media, how much food, how much art is being made all the time. And it all exists to be appreciated.

Non-working people still play a part in the economy.

I want to get better but everything feels worse.

I can’t even see a doctor about my problems because everything is fucked.

Everything feels terrible. I’m in a shitload of pain. Nothing is working right. My fucking cat puked in my bed and I had to change sheets on top of that. I’m in agony. I can’t work on anything. Everything is falling apart. I don’t know what I’m looking forward to right now. The fucking pharmacy shorted me on my meds and I have to do an early refill and I hope I do t have to pay out the nose for it. there is nobody around to help me and I’m falling apart.

So much for “no lines, no waiting,” huh?

Just a few days ago it was 55F out during the day and now it’s like 80. Where did spring go?

I have no nut and I must cream

The Midnight Gospel is such a weird, oddly wholesome show.

I also wonder how they produce the voice parts, like is it just an extemporaneous conversation that they go back and record specific action lines for afterwards? Or are the guests supposed to method-act about certain things?