Damn he really just be doin shit

I have a blurry photographic memory.

What I mean is that I can remember where/what an item looks like but can’t read it. This was especially lame and stressful in nursing school because during a test I could recall exactly where in the textbook or PowerPoint slide the answer was, but couldn’t “read” it from said memory. Stuff like “it was in the yellow shaded an the lower inner quarter of the page, second and third billet points” or “halfway down the page, highlighted in pink, and next to it was a graphic of the Krebs cycle” Not as helpful as you might think.

If 2020 taught us anything at all, it was that despite whatever horrors, challenges, and/or desperate situations, we are still expected to show up for work on time. Don’t want to lose insurance, and most people are like a paycheck or two away from being unhoused, or at least seriously close that it would be near impossible to catch back up. They’ve made it impossible to do anything except show up for work on time.

Just an interesting thing to share… I lived in the US until I was 40 and moved to Norway. They just don’t sell “cold remedy” meds here, or at least not even close to the extent the US does. We have sore throat drops, and OTC pain relief. Some cough medicine but it’s pretty weak imo. I suspect this is because the expectation here is that if you’re sick, you take sick time off work. You can rest and recover. Going to the doc to get sick time approved is at most like $20 and if you and your doc have a good relationship, you can do this via email. In the US, you’re expected to power through unless contagious and even then, just try to pretend you’re okay.

World’s (or at least, That Plane’s) Worst Dad

Thanks for nothing, Peter.

A baby’s shitty diaper pales in comparison to the recently deceased evacuation of bowels of an adult human.

I used to work with a lady who, upon missing her shift, the next day the managers were all going around quietly telling staff that she died on her way to work, that she’d had a massive stroke while driving. New fear unlocked that day. But yeah I guess you don’t hear about it on the news because the may just assume car accident is what causes the fatalities.

I totally agree, it’s alarming to see the projections of population growth. It seems unsustainable and I fear the consequences will be catastrophic. I think about this every time I see a news piece about declining birth rates or countries incentivising procreation.

The insulation alone with them and Hello Fresh had me hang them up for good after a couple tries. It was nice to try recipes I wouldn’t think to search online for but yeah, that packaging situation was god-awful.

But not gran’s, right?

Up until the last week or so, I always used to say that even if I’m having a hard time, I am not ready to die. I want to see what happens next.

I no longer want to see what happens next, I see no good outcomes at all for the future of the world, not just the US.

The next time around. Sure, Jan. it’s over.

A dad point of view, while precious in delivery, doesn’t really translate very well in this scenario if you’re anything but a cis white male. The cis white men will be fine like they have been fine for thousands of years.

Millennial parental apology fantasy… oh man I really love this.

And they manage to get poor people on board by tying their policies to Jesus and Family Values. And it works like a charm and it’s so weird.

Planned obsolescence keeps us consuming.

I initially misread this as 2014 and I am actually surprised I was a bit excited. Like if the past decade was a coma dream or something, wow that would have been ideal. Ah. Anyway.

I’m looking forward to physical therapy rehab in the spring, maybe feeling good and healthy again. And then seeing Taylor Swift in Vienna in late summer. Hopefully by then, Trump is either dead or in prison. Hopefully prison first.

I grew up putting dirty dishes in the sink. They were piled up there until someone either loaded them to the dishwasher or did them by hand. This continued in to my adulthood until I moved outside the US, and it’s like something shifted. We just rinse and load the dishwasher and run it overnight. Now keeping them out in the sink seems gross to me, but I never thought about it before. Same with shoes in the house. Or using a shoehorn.

I’m sorry Sir Kevin did you say ten years? How many do you have that they don’t wear out well before then? This is alarming and/or amazing. We do this too but it’s more like every year or maaaaaybe two if we are stretching it. I’m stuck on ten years, it’s wild, I’m sorry.

Seems to be working!!