and just as soon as i said fuck 2016... more fuckity shit happens
i'm so done. first george michael, then carrie fisher?
or in my head: how to be unapologetic about being gay and bipolar.
just wow.
meanwhile, mom is being hella nice to joyce and me. i'm really starting to wonder what the docs told her at her last cancer appointment. apparently, mom put a note on joyce's gift that read "to the nicest person i know." either mom's finally on board with us being married, or mom is faking it til she makes it. not sure which one is the truth. i might actually have a shot at being the good child for once, so i'm not going to complain. however, i really do wonder.
dad called on christmas day, which was nice. he told us to wish mom a merry christmas from him, which is crazy weird. so i passed his "news" along via text instead of when we saw her on christmas day. all mom said was "oh i see."
i have a VA appointment tomorrow. let's see how badly it goes if they try to fuck with my meds. considering this is my first appointment with mental health here, i'm not optimistic. what's worse: it's a telehealth appointment because they can't get me in for a regular appointment anytime soon. they better have their shit together tomorrow.
our AT&T dvr box is acting the fool, as evidenced by us having to repeatedly start sunday's dallas game over and over again. i really don't want to have to have them replace the box, but it's acting like the hard drive might be dying? the main thing is trying to either watch everything we have saved up, or just biting the bullet and accepting that we won't get to watch that stuff.
i still need a haircut. i haven't decided what i'm going to do about that yet. any ideas certainly would be welcomed.
the weather has got me hurting like whoa, not because it's cold. no. because it can't decide if it will rain or not. just ugh.
or in my head: how to be unapologetic about being gay and bipolar.
just wow.
meanwhile, mom is being hella nice to joyce and me. i'm really starting to wonder what the docs told her at her last cancer appointment. apparently, mom put a note on joyce's gift that read "to the nicest person i know." either mom's finally on board with us being married, or mom is faking it til she makes it. not sure which one is the truth. i might actually have a shot at being the good child for once, so i'm not going to complain. however, i really do wonder.
dad called on christmas day, which was nice. he told us to wish mom a merry christmas from him, which is crazy weird. so i passed his "news" along via text instead of when we saw her on christmas day. all mom said was "oh i see."
i have a VA appointment tomorrow. let's see how badly it goes if they try to fuck with my meds. considering this is my first appointment with mental health here, i'm not optimistic. what's worse: it's a telehealth appointment because they can't get me in for a regular appointment anytime soon. they better have their shit together tomorrow.
our AT&T dvr box is acting the fool, as evidenced by us having to repeatedly start sunday's dallas game over and over again. i really don't want to have to have them replace the box, but it's acting like the hard drive might be dying? the main thing is trying to either watch everything we have saved up, or just biting the bullet and accepting that we won't get to watch that stuff.
i still need a haircut. i haven't decided what i'm going to do about that yet. any ideas certainly would be welcomed.
the weather has got me hurting like whoa, not because it's cold. no. because it can't decide if it will rain or not. just ugh.