Nattering in a list form:
- I am swinging between mindsets of OH MY G-D I MISS SEEING PEOPLE IN PERSON and OH MY G-D STOP TALKING TO ME FOR JUST 10 MINUTES. I want to reach out to my friends, I want to join Zoom streams and whatnot, but also any effort is hard.
- Also in the effort is hard category, I have been failing at my goal of putting on makeup and some form of real clothes every day. But allergies + sinus migraines + increased pain because of spring weather is a not great combination.
- Work is work. Our WFH orders have been extended to June 1st.
- In social distancing/no events or gatherings news, I am being avoidant about a phone call I need to make. I need to get over myself; the organizer is a dear friend and will understand.
- The madwoman in the attic continues to be a surly joy to live with.
- Remember when I mentioned I'd taken part in a Twitter photo meme and the likes on the photo kept climbing? Yeah, still doing that, and many Twitter young'uns (at least, I assume they're young'uns) asking if I would be their mom. I invariably answer no, but do volunteer to be their auntie.
- Along that vein (and hey, any writing counts right now, right?), I've been posting "Today's advice from your Goth Auntie" tweets, and they seem to be popular. (I'm also posting them to Tumblr.)
- Last night I discovered that my favorite Mexican restaurant from my late childhood-through-early-twenties is not only still around but available through Grubhub. Do I have any idea if the molé poblano is made with corn tortilla? NO! Do I care and am willing to accept the consequences? YES. OH G-D YES. (This may be why I'm foggy-brained and in pain right now, but I don't care.)
- I lost my temper over on FB on the post of someone who is Peak Entitled White Male, because he was being tone-deaf flippant in his whining about the Seattle school closure being extended to the end of the school year. He's been pulling numbers from the news and running spreadsheets: we're dropped under "peak hospital resource usage" no really, people need to resume their normal liiiiiives. I, uh, smacked him down about what actual scientists and health care providers are saying, smacked him down again about how being cavalier about people's health risks was a bad look after he whined some more, and then another of my friends really let him have it. It was beautiful, and he deleted the entire post. (To follow it with a "I guess I can't vent or express my opinion because of political correctness!" type of manbaby whining, but that's his standard method of communication.)
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Twitter's *hoppin'*, isn't it? I feel as if I'm doing the bulk of my socializing in the form of retweets. The more Hannibal, the better. I'm ready to rewatch the entire series en masse with Fannibals again. It's been TWO WEEKS!
The pollen this year is ... a minor plague in this year's pantheon of plagues, but it is AWFUL. I sympathize. Springtime allergies seem to have a side effect of making me move in slow motion. Wiping my nose while simultaneously attempting to put a face on feels like I'm defeating the purpose.
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But Grubhub! My nostalgia can be delivered!
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Dripping nose all day and stuffy at night. The only saving grace last night was getting to see blood red tulips that just opened on our street. Deep dark red.
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How am I holding up? Not too badly. I am the queen of Just Do It, and I'm finding stuff to do. I'm just about to write it up. I do miss the hell out of you, though.
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'Some people just need a high-five'
'To the face'
'With a chair'
Glad that you did this with words ... right to his ego.
Otherwise, doing okay. Allergies are bad. The trees are having orgies all around me.