Preparing for Maids Day went well, we've worked out better how to corral the cats before they realize what's up.  But instead of me getting stressed out like I used to on most Monday mornings, T was the one feeling stressed out this morning.  Perhaps he's got a tough work day ahead, but that's not what he blamed, instead there were issues between ( Read more... )

Noted: K said I don't like to admit that I'm not excellent at anything

double negatives ... I only like to exist in spaces where I'm excellent

still feeling inadequate, still trying to adapt

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no, I just remembered my superpower,

I can make all this shit go away,

Bug is leveling up

Google Music is always like, you've already thumbs-upped this song, Bug. This is my relationship to the universe. I'm always experiencing y'all for the first time, and y'all'll always like --> been here, done that, Bug. That's OCD.

My time to self is an OCD festival, I can be as OCD as I want, fuck y'all, but I still have my non-OCD-life to come back to. Tomorrow. Or the next day ( Read more... )

I've decided watching the COVID-19 pandemic is like a reality show version of Universal Paperclips or some other incremental game. Perfect for my OCD. An incremental reality show. The way the numbers relentlessly double or triple every week, and spread from one country to another ( Read more... )

A reader brings up that I may be reliving my own plague years lately, in certain topics I write about in my LJ, and certain predictions I make as I ponder the world ( Read more... )

Huh -- assumed that there would be Thanksgiving dinner at my ex-sister-in-law's house but I just realized there's no text from her since June -- I imagined it, or expected it because of prior years and assumed it ( Read more... )