Might fuck around and buy a hammock for my back yard this weekend. I was going to leave that for a down-the-road purchase but we've been having some pretty nice spring weather lately which means I have approximately five minutes before it's too hot for me to want to be outside.

Circumstances conspired to give me two big deadlines in two days and I did them both successfully but now I just want to lie flat on my back and have no energy for any of the follow-up that needs to be done and anyway why is my reward for having done my work more work who came up with that.

Much to discuss here but let's start with how I read "John Mitchell" on 2.0 as Joni Mitchell, went "...wait, what? did they sample her, or...?" and then started trying to imagine what that would sound like.

Was trying to remember the name of Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children and my brain landed on Foster’s Home for Imaginary Friends. I mean, I see how you got there, brain, fair enough.

Washer and dryerrrrr the dryer doesn’t work yet because one of the parts was the wrong size. But!!!

*twinning intensifies*

Ripe, fresh, *in-season* strawberries. Don't bother with the ones that hang out in the grocery store all year and have basically no flavor. Find out when your area's peak strawberry season is, go to a farmer's market, and have your mind blown by flavor.

Season 2 of Traitors was very entertaining in general but I have to say one of my favorite moments is in the reunion when Andy Cohen gives every other Housewife a warm personal greeting and then goes “hi Tamra good to see you” and moves on.

One thing about losing my cat is it’s made me realize how much having a cat who would get into everything and cause problems on purpose forced me to keep my own messiness under control.

You might be living through a recession if: Nielsen sends you an envelope with only one dollar in it.

Bangers from Catholic school religion classes over the years: 10 Commandments, Tuesdays with Morrie, Lorenzo's Oil (because the family in it is Catholic, I think?), a 1985 movie called The Fourth Wise Man which I would not have remembered the name of but Martin Sheen's in it so I found it on IMDB,

Undecided on the particular song but it was definitely written by Jim Steinman. Maybe pull out Nowhere Fast for the real ones.

Back at work after 5 days off and I left both my good earbuds and my nice big planner at home this is inTOLERABLE I cannot work under these conditions.

“I’m not even gonna do anything for Mardi Gras this year” I said, and then I blacked out in Michael’s and came to with a suit coat from Goodwill, a bunch of broken Mardi Gras beads, and innumerable hot glue burns.

You know that post about how every customer service worker should get one free murder a year, and it would work as an asshole deterrent because potential assholes wouldn’t know if the worker they’re dealing with has used their murder or not yet?

Bought a washing machine & dryer for the hookups in my shed! Having a little Big Purchase Anxiety but the thought that I may have spent my last Sunday camped out at a laundromat is exciting.

Signed up for Peacock to watch the Olympics, then started watching The Traitors, and so far I’m enjoying it overall but I’m midway through season 1 and my god the faithful are are doing so bad at this.

Tripped at work and fell at exactly the right angle to bonk my head on the wall (shoes today are a pair of secondhand clogs that are very cute but I always feel are just itching to betray me and now I am VINDICATED).

Had a stress dream where I was naked in public and thought very clearly in the dream "oh, this real life situation I am definitely in for real is just like when I have stress dreams about being naked in public". That'll do, sleep brain. That'll do.

Got sent a video of my nephew with his first loose tooth, which is so weird because he’s a baby.

In the men’s figure skating coverage I’ve watched so far Tara has used a piece of the pie/bite of the pie as a metaphor twice. Girl are you hungry. Do you need some pie.

To be fair, if I were going to Italy after having killed a beloved pope I would bring my own food, too.

Wordle 1,694 3/6 ⬜🟨🟨⬜⬜ 🟨🟨🟨🟨🟨 🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩 Never had that “every letter right but in the wrong place” spread before.

www.tiktok.com/t/ZP89M7fTk/... Cake Baby is out of his cage and doing just fine which means it’s time for my annual yelling about how people are just out here on the internet being wrong about and fundamentally misunderstanding him.

I timed the kicking in of this edible so goddamn perfectly.

New JJK episode now, Olympics opening ceremony after the edible kicks in.

*squints* Is it the lighting or does Mingi have some pink/purple in his undercut?

Turned down a last-minute offer of a free ticket to Nine Inch Nails tonight because while I probably enjoy enough of Mr. Reznor’s oeuvre to make it a worthwhile concert experience I simply do not have “surprise downtown arena concert” energy for anyone I don’t want to see very badly at the moment.

www.youtube.com/live/rUTFsOa... Watching the McElboys play a game and at one point Justin makes a joke about something sounding like the name of an MCR album and then muses aloud "what is My Chem doing these days?"

-Procrastinated on sending out a flyer for a program later this month. -Program got canceled due to parade schedule so now I don't have to send it. WORK SMARTER NOT HARDER.

Me, an absolute clown: peering at everyone rocking a hat (or hood) and mask combo in this pic trying to identify Hobi as though it's not blindingly obvious he's the one carrying a giant powder-blue LV carryall.

"Flaccid anemone" babe wake up new insult just dropped.

Book Checkpoint: Last: The Summer Hikaru Died v.1, Mokumokuren Current: lol like five but actively working on right now: The Paying Guests, Sarah Waters (fic), The Emperor of All Maladies, Siddharta Mukherjee (nonfic) Last added to TBR and next are both The Summer Hikaru Died v. 2-8

This week has been 75 years long and now I might fuck around and order an irresponsible number of items from Taco Bell.

I was gonna complain about how a) it’s Thursday & not even supposed to get cold again until Saturday & b) then it’s still lows in the 20s with no precipitation what are we DOING here, y’all, and then it occurred to me this could be supply chain disruption from last weekend & not people panic buying.

I have hit a very abrupt "if I have to email or talk to one more person today I am going to cry and/or scream" wall which is a less than ideal thing to have happen at 3pm on a Thursday.

SPEAKING OF BTS: I struck out again in the general sale so I'm putting it out here: if anyone is looking to sell/knows someone looking to sell 1 or 2 tickets for LA day 3 or 4, preferably for under $300 per ticket, I'm looking to buy.

Meanwhile Hobi is dressing his maknaes in his merch and taking pictures of them, as you do.

Why am I being ushered into a circus and given custody of monkeys that by all rights should be someone else's. Why are you putting a ringmaster coat and top hat on me and placing a guidebook on caring for monkeys in my hand. No. Stop.

Balancing "I shouldn't rush into getting a new cat" and "okay but there hasn't been a cat in my apartment for four days and it fucking sucks". The answer to this may in fact be signing up to foster.

Realized that with these sunglasses and my current hair I feel a little bit Devilman OVA Ryo. I’m not mad about it but now I kind of want someone to ask me if it’s okay for them to wear their shoes in here.

Been getting spam calls lately that claim to be from an IRS tax relief/fresh start sort of thing and I'm very "how dare you, sir" about it because there may be many aspects of my life where I am bad at money but bitch, my tax records are IMPECCABLE.

I had one job last night and it was to charge my bluetooth earbuds and I didn't do it. 😭 For my sins I am stuck with the backup earbuds that live in my desk and have absolutely garbage sound quality.

Okay but: this Yeosang lounging around draping himself over things and seemingly either oblivious to or uncaring about the effect he's having on people, and this San standing just over his shoulder staring down anyone who gets too close.

It's very important that he be the most sluttily-dressed person in this steampunk dystopia.

Respectfully, Marcus Aurelius, I think I WAS made to lie under a pile of blankets. (Hope everyone who got snow or ice is doing okay, meanwhile I don’t have to go to work until noon because the entire city is united in “…nah, actually, what if we didn’t?” right now.)

okay ticketmaster I’m ready I’m locked in I can do it

lol I have correctly remembered what the time difference between here and LA is but not which direction it goes in, my ticketing struggle is at 5pm not 1pm. That’s. Better.

Heads-up for discussion of pet death: Late last year when my cat started having some recurring problems I had a talk with my vet and settled on "try and manage his pain with medication and let what may be his last few months of life be comfortable ones". I'm confident that was the right call.

I think I'm going all in on trying for LA Labor Day weekend tickets, but I may dip in and see what the Chicago presale looks like just in case/as a fact-finding mission. Just...78800 people ahead of me in the queue, should be fine.