Love to get home on Friday afternoon and find the internet is out. Dead ONT, can’t get a tech out until Monday. I feel bad to make it the house sitter’s problem, but I guess that’s what it is.

Really interesting opening panel for this symposium we’re hosting this weekend, but while I keep hearing people say things that make synapses fire, I immediately dump the information again. Brain no worky today, apparently. So frustrating.

My boss tried to be kind and how-are-you-doing this morning, and I had to wave him off with the “no, don’t be nice, I’ll cry” so that’s how I’m doing today.

I’m not a church goer, but the funeral I went to today was for someone who was, who had been a member of the choir there for many many years, and the thing that has stuck with me all day was the carefully draped choir robe over a chair in the baritone section. A missing voice marker, as it were.

Everything hurts and I am profoundly overwhelmed. Also not DONE with fucking ANYTHING. Should have just sent the dog to the sitter for the week. I thought having a hard deadline to get the Burnout Abode cleaned up for a housesitter would be good motivation. But it’s a Burnout Abode for a REASON.

If you could wave a magic wand and reverse a single Supreme Court decision made in your lifetime, what would you choose?

My oldest friend’s father died last week, somewhat unexpectedly (he was increasingly frail but not acutely ill in any way) and the funeral is today. I was going to go in to work for a few hours in the morning, but fuck it.

Yes, little one, this is your fault.

“YOU NEED TO BELIEVE IN THINGS THAT AREN’T TRUE. OTHERWISE HOW CAN THEY BECOME?” - Hogfather, Sir Terry Pratchett

Current status: running borrowed carpet cleaner on downstairs rug. The cats sure are lucky that they’re cute.

Mad about this again... If I drove the ICE version of my car at ~31mpg, I would have burned ~325 gal in a year and paid $52 in gas tax:

Ok, my 5th Grade niece had a “promotion day” thing at school today and said in an “about me” thing that Shepherd’s Crown was her favorite book of the year, so pardon me while I do a little proud aunt* preening. *and clearly excellent gift giver since I put the Tiffany Aching set in her stocking.

There is Too Much, and not enough of it is Fucking Off On The Internet. Dislike.

How do they rise? #Glorious25thOfMay

Never fear, however. Nurse Cori is here to judge me and apply topical gravity.

I knew when I woke up this morning that I had already over done it tester and whatever I did today would be Too Much. I was not wrong. Everything hurts. Got home from the powwow at 6:30 and barely got my boots off before passing out. Woke up recently, ate a food, am going back to sleep.

Sometimes the work day is going to the Upper Mattaponi powwow… Fry bread fish taco for lunch!

It has been A Week at work this week, and if I have one, it hurts. But my wife brought home pretzels and cheese dip, and I am sitting in a hot bath having a delightful snack. So it could be worse.

I don’t approve of book burning, of course, but books with sick burns are something else entirely:

Scottie says good night:

I drive a 2019 Hyundai Kona EV. I've owned it for four years and put right around 40k miles on it. The ICE version of the same car gets ~31mpg, so I would have burned ~325 gal/year and paid $60/yr in fed gas tax in that time. This bill wants to charge me $130 ramping to $150.

Why are brains?

My back does a lot of weird popping and crunching when I twist around on a ladder… but it then feels quite better after. Clearly I need to be doing more stretching on the regular. 😬

I just had the hiccups and my boss joked that he was going to yell at me to surprise me and try making them go away but didn’t want to disturb the class across the hall. My younger colleague accurately quipped, “I think if you yelled at Sarah, she would burst into tears and leave.” Yes. Very yes.

I always know the discourse fields are fallow when we start doing Burrito Taxi again.

Do you ever get stuck in the bathroom stall because a large group came in right after you and is making ALL THE HAND DRYER NOISES and you can’t face it? Or is that just me?

Management is an extremely different skill set than being a subject matter expert.

Extremely do not like this: apnews.com/article/next...

Apparently the cats also appreciated the riotous hodgepodge of colors and wanted to add to it. Here’s where we found the unicorn this morning:

I was really struck by what a great “generic idea of a puzzle” this puzzle looks like from this angle. Comfortable napping cat is just bonus.

"I think it's bedtime," she says... while not actually standing up and going to bed, or making any movement in that direction at all for the next half an hour.

Who, What, When, Where, Why, and How.

What we’re NOT going to be doing is putting up with inappropriate requests for assistance I don’t even have the ability to give followed by ranting about how I and my entire family are hypocritical cowards. No sir, that’s a blocking.

I made someone in finance google “Ship of Theseus” already this morning, I think my work here is done.

Taking my bsky blocking philosophy into real life now. Fuck it.

I have runn out of the ability to not be a testy asshole, and I’m giving up and going home.

6 AM: both cats AWAKE and crawling all over me 7 AM (alarm goes off): both cats SACKED OUT Rude.

Good night, friends. It’s been a Day. Tomorrow’s not looking so hot either. But I’m glad you’re here with me.

If y’all have any good news today, nevermind how small, I’d love to hear about it.

Slightly increase a band Vampire Four-Day-Work-Week

Sometimes you’re innocently doomscrolling and:

Went to text my mom to say happy Mother’s Day, realized it was her first without HER mom, instantly weeping into the eggs. Incomprehensibly grateful for both of them.

I guess since I’m awake, I may as well get up and make @alannatriste.bsky.social a nice breakfast before she goes to slog in the grocery mines?

Another well-treated take:

I just had to read the word “ballmaxxing” and y’all, I’m not sure cis people should be allowed to access gender affirming “care” anymore.

WHY AM I AWAKE?! All I could think about at work yesterday afternoon was how much I would like a nap. Instead, stayed up late doing a puzzle with my visiting friend, and went to sleep around 1. Woke up again at 4:30 for cat reasons, and now I’m wide awake at 7 and do not like it.

The mockingbirds are Up To Some Shenanigans tonight, super chatty! I love it.

I was looking at @stephlittlebird.bsky.social on Etsy, because I like the idea of hanging this in my office at work: www.etsy.com/listing/1656...

Warning! I've done the horrible thing again, and changed my profile pic. But if you'd gotten this insanely fun character art from @meggoart.bsky.social, you would too... I promise not to do it again any time soon.