recaptcha is soooo annoying, ugh. especially when it seems to be random on letting you bypass even if you do carefully select all correct spaces, so it makes doing something like submitting a post or picture take way fucking longer than it should (though I guess that means it might be effective at preventing spam, but...still. ugh.)
That feel when you have to get up at ass o'clock and drown yourself in layers and jackets to go work on the only pitiful half shift you can do all week, and your boss texts you not to come in the minute you're about to leave. How the fuck are we going to get healthy groceries now. FML
aaaaaaa the people in my apartment are fucking gross??? when the little drain in the sink fills up with food bits they just. leave it there???? the sink wasn't draining when i got back to the apartment because of it?????? who raised these people smfh the kitchen in general is a mess and it makes my brain scream because i hate living with strangers lmao
being over the worst part of the cold but now in the recovery stage where i feel like weakly shuffling death for hours at a time at the drop of a hat. 8llll roomie's a few days ahead of me in recovery but hers is still wonky enough its fucking with her blood sugar, like. hell plague, Go Away. i don't want another week of this.
Text from my boss: can you make 3 (thing that is usually made up of 3 components) me, realizing that is way too many thing for the circumstances: to be clear do you mean 3 (component) or 9 (component) total boss: 9? me: i know its a stupid question, i just want to clarify. I assume you meant 1 (thing) for a total of 3 Boss: yes 3 cough anyway, i swan to jon i have to ask these questions because the one time i DONT itll be the time i really am being asked to do something wacky like triple the expected amount of work Eta: like i Get it on one hand, because he wants to make sure i do the Full three things, but thats assumed usually, to the point where it has to be specified if you only need a single instead of 3
On my walk home from the gym, it was raining slightly when I set out, then suddenly started coming down in torrents when I was halfway there, too close for it to be worth catching a bus. And of course a passing car soaked me too.
Shitty week. I got in a fight here because I can't express myself clearly nor accept that my own ideas are any good, and I also have to change my dance class because I can't progress any more at it :( (It's chair dance, and the teacher and choreographer are roughly a third my weight and a head shorter than me. It's not physically possible for me to do the same moves they do and keep my centre of balance on the chair.)
Horror novel in which the ending came out of nowhere and just kinda happened, not affected by the choices of the characters in any way. It really brought home how annoying that can be, so I definitely need to have my characters make stronger choices in what I'm writing...
I figured out why my bad guy felt weak in the story idea I've been trying to work on for years; the nature of his evil deeds feels very disconnected from the emerging theme. It's great that I've found the problem, but now I have to fix it, and I have no idea what he should be doing instead. Well, talking to a writing coach this week, should help.
Boss reminded me that a thing had to be attended to so now im kinda scrambling. I got the most immediate thing out of the way but aaaa
i know that barb removing all the books from the bookshelves for cleaning will reduce dust in the long run, but in the short run my eyes are stewed tomatoes of pain.