Things that are currently annoying you

My roommates apparently used up my entire stash of emergency canned stewed tomatoes that I use for making soup when I'm low on spoons, without telling me. And didn't think to, say, add it to the grocery list. And somebody left a mostly-full container of chicken broth in the cabinet after opening it, and I had to throw the whole thing out.

 

I'm now at the point in my tiredness that I am too tired to go to bed :(

 

I want this Homestuck t-shirt, but I know from experience with the company that makes them that they apparently think anyone shopping for a women's t-shirt is half my size (I bought XLs from them before that are smaller than most mediums), and I don't want to have to buy the other cut and tailor it myself to make it not look like a sack on me.

 

1. the google maps app, understandably, doesnt know that crossing a busy road at anywhere other than a marked pedestrian crossing is a pain in the ass
2. I fell over while trying to cross the road to catch a bus, because i was running. because despite knowing the above, i didn't allot extra time to walk to an intersection with a light and safely cross
3. that was embarrassing and i scraped my palm, it's only a minor cut but now i have to change the bandaid and apply more polysporin every time i wash my hands
4. this posted before i was done typing, because my ipod's touchscreen sometimes has issues with my fingers or something

 

I swear to you, the next condescending old coot that insists my 34Fs mean I can't tell a crappie jig from a spinner bait is going to see just how quick I am with a filet knife and a terrified, squirming target.

"Very impressed" my sainted ass, I bet I've thrown back fish bigger than your dick.

*seethe*

 

I went hiking yesterday and afterward I found THREE TICKS, ON MY BODY and even though I have thoroughly inspected myself and made sure that I am tick-free I still feel crawly sensations *shudders*

 

The label was "A rocket leaving the Earth, as seen from the International Space Station."
NOOOOOOOOOOOPE

 

I don't know what that IS, but I know that ain't it.

 

Slightly edited picture of a space shuttle launch, taken from an airplane, not the ISS which is much higher up and moving way too fast.

 

Looks to be tilt-shifted...?

 

It's artificial, not actually taken with a tilt-shift lens.
By the way, here's what's apparently an actual picture of a shuttle launch taken from the ISS:

Spoiler

 

despite the fact that my house has 6 string instruments, there is not a single pack of strings for any of them anywhere. I just want to play the dulcimer but nooooo, we don't have ANY STRINGS. AT ALL. IM MAD.

 

I think I managed to strain something in my jaw. I yawned too hard and now something in the bottom of my jaw hurts. Moving my jaw side to side alleviates it a bit.

 

I apparently lost something like three pounds over the last few weeks. Which is annoying because I was already skinny as fuck. Besides, all my pants are too big now.

 

Spoiler: really gross tonsil things

the other day i learned what tonsil stones are via one of those "grossest thing u have ever seen/smelled/etc" reddit threads
and i was like....oh! fuck!!! this explains so much!!!! so i did some google-fu and went and irrigated my tonsils
and let me tell u
it was fucking nasty oh my god
the fact that there was that much gunk in an orifice of my body has made me really anxious and twitchy, whenever i am in the bathroom now i check to make sure my tonsils still look clean, i slept terribly last night because i kept waking up and perseverating on the fact that things may be collecting in my tonsils, right now, go clean them (when i woke up in the morning they were still clean so that's a relief) but
aughghghgh

on the plus side, i think that's what had been making me so mucusy for literal years, because when i woke up this morning i didnt have to hack up a ton of mucus to be able to swallow without feeling grossed out

(on the minus side, now i cant stop thinking about how that gross shit was in my tonsils for literal years, D: )

 

Augh so a thing that really bothers me is when people make ~nerdy science jokes~ but get the science totally wrong.
Case in point, this thing that's been floating around Facebook:

Spoiler: big-ish image

Like. No. First of all, chromosomes aren't cells like if you have literally any idea of what a cell or a chromosome is this is obvious. And only two of your chromosomes are sex chromosomes anyway. They could have just used gametes instead of chromosomes and it could have worked but no this person who doesn't know biology was just determined to make a memey joke that sounded nerdy and they figured they could do that because they'd heard "sex chromosomes" and decided that this pun would work. Like, I'm all for puns but really if you're going to make a pun that's intended to get popular on the internet, make sure you're not about to make a fool of yourself.

 

Spoiler: gross

Didn't realize it was dark out while dog was still outside, and he got a vole or mouse or something. I checked him over for bites and it doesn't look like it got him, but I need to keep an eye on him anyhow I guess.

More importantly, he didn't want to come inside because of his new toy, and his new tactic for "I don't want to" is rolling over. He's had diarrhea because we switched his food. And he stomped in the diarrhea right before rolling in it. I also stomped in the diarreah.

So now I've scrubbed him down best as I can b/c I can't bathe him by myself, scrubbed my own hands and feet down best as I can, and I can still smell poop. And I hate it! I hate it so much!

 

Roommates aren't saying anything in the group chat, not even when I mentioned a cute dog I saw on my walk, or mentioned a minor but empathetical annoyance in Ingress. I didn't do the dishes last night. Now a good corner of my brain is convinced that they're shunning me for not doing dishes as quick as they unspeakingly want them done. Or maybe for not chattering about the job hunt to reassure they I am applying and looking. Or maybe a passive aggressive reltaliation for not leaving my room earlier, like they do, and so not socializing in the morning.

I can say "or maybe they're just not in the mood to chat on line, or maybe they're busy with things more pressing than inane mentions of dogs and ingress. Maybe theor actions have nothing to do with you."

"Hahahha that sounds fake, if it wasn't about me they'd be doing their normal chatter at each other at least, but no, they're being weird and they're not saying anything to me about and that means they're talking about me and that means they're angry at me and oh god oh god. If I do the things to make them happy, it'll be at the expense of some of my needs. I hate them for making me feel this way ugh ugh ugh."

Siiiiiiiiiiiiiigh. Mindfulness is so cool, it means you can feel all that shit AND be exasperated with myself for the stark volatile nearly-baseless emotionality of it.

 

They started chatting again around the same time my tits started to chill, which made the process that much faster.

Have since cycled through
(a) the fact that I hope I'm autistic or double gifted or whatever terminology is appropriate because god fucking damn it I want to stop hating my parents for letting me down. If the problem's core was that their brains are one operating system and mine is another, then it's not their fault OR my fault so much of their life advice and guidance did jack shit but reinforce my paralyzing anxiety. It's just what is, and unfortunate, and we have some idea of how I can help myself to improve now.

(B) stuff I want to say to my mom, which is partly the above, only with a metaphor of plants that need very different light and soil conditions instead of OS. Of me getting that she was a hurt woman who loved so much and so sincerely and just did not understand why we weren't thriving in the conditions sh would have, why we took her reassurances of love for granted, why we didn't tell her what more we needed.

(C) A sorta draft letter to my godfather about why I didn't reach out to him more, how his priority to remind me that parents are just people doing their best means I felt sure he wouldn't sympathize with me or my feelings, or want to hear how abusively they treated each other because it would tarnish his view of them and he wouldn't want that so obv he would tell me I was exaggerating.

(D) a listing of work transferrable skills from roleplaying, because some of the shit I do here on the forum and elsewhere is a little more impressive/useful than what I did in my jobs
And isn't that fucking sad

(E) the realization that, because I've been so aware of doing more WORK/effort/engagement with rp stuff than job stuff, I've been getting sick with self-loathing, and sabotaging all my rp opportunities to ruin it as a time wasting option so I'll have nothing to do but the rrsponsible thing. Because, you know, that works. Starving your heart to misery makes you a more effective and desirable employee.

Lol, not. So the question becomes, what ruts have I settled into out of feeling helpless and ashamed? What can I do about them? What advice can I ask others, to become aware of even more possibilities than I would think of on my own?

 

Fuck terrestrial laser scanner data and this piece of shit proprietary analysis software. It's crashed three times today. Argh.