Pokémon Mansion Journals (currently: death by body rioting)

So I got pneumonia for the first time ever.

this is probably because I used a chemical weapon on myself accidentally trying to clean like a year ago…fucking chlorine gas. Great for getting out smells! And lifespans if you’re not smart about it.

tl;dr upper right bronchial lobe partially collapsed, causing life to SUCK since last Tuesday. No PTO so I’m eating a Saturday to work and make up hours. Breathing out sounds like a coffee drip running out of water.

God punishes his silliest soldiers.

 

I also didn’t mention it apparently but we got chickens like three weeks ago and they already look like ugly little fuckers. Just the cutest, most sopping wet kitten type of dinosaur.

they hate when I pick them up, they keep thinking I’m murdering them when I do it. Like, I’m sorry you’re inconvenienced by me cleaning your butthole but you need to learn to not shit on yourselves before I stop doing it.

 

It's fiance's birthday today and we've mostly spent it being lazy and in bed.

He's been having a blast with his birthday games he got himself, and I made him a cake to celebrate. He's never had someone bake a cake for him before, usually it's been bought for him, so he got choked up about that. Good partner is me many bonus partner points.

I took 20mg of adderall to sit and watch 36th chamber with him, and now I'm stuck wanting to do things but not having the ability to do them.

He forgot to tell me we were out of garbage bags, so we didn't have them on the shopping list, and forgot to get them yesterday, so I can't effectively clean any more than what I already have. Dishes need to dry before I can do more, so I can't do that. I don't have money to buy the games I want because I'm poor and in debt, so I'm sitting here with envy until I'm no longer poor (lol).

I did, however, finally do laundry I've been meaning to do, so that's good. I have not stinky clothes for work.

 

This site genuinely looks better on my phone than on a computer and that distresses me in ways I can’t explain.

 

I feel overly anxious and I can’t figure out why. This has been going on for about a week, maybe two? I can’t backtrack to when it started and it’s just an on again, off again dread.

Unrelatedly but I have the base of the chicken coop done. We really should have done this earlier, but it’s been wet and gross out, and when it hasn’t someone was sick. The girls are getting antsy and I don’t blame them, but when we brought them outside for sun today they didn’t like it and tried to go back inside.

 

People I don’t like having a bad time at life

 

Also the chickens got their own house and stopped plaguing my kitchen with Smells

they’re ungrateful, of course, but very happy. Sometimes Pink Toes still lets me hold her.