The streetlights only changing 'cause they ain't got nothing better to do
The fact is that I'm not doing fantastically at the moment. Physically, emotionally, I feel awful; I know some of it is the state of the world and I am hoping the rest of it is the state of my allergies. Last night ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
spatch and I made spaghetti alla sort-of-puttanesca and watched Campbell Scott and Stanley Tucci's Big Night (1996), because it is the sort of movie one cannot watch without Italian food on hand. Tonight we are going to embark on a lemon cake.
I got outside for a bit, where my tolerance for people who won't maintain distance is rapidly approaching the other side of the earth. I have yet to catch it in really good light, but the weeping cherry is really flourishing.
It was smashingly windy and colder than I had budgeted for. On my return, it was determined that if I'd just had some small angular glasses that really caught the light, I could have been some kind of mad science manga villain.
spatch and I made spaghetti alla sort-of-puttanesca and watched Campbell Scott and Stanley Tucci's Big Night (1996), because it is the sort of movie one cannot watch without Italian food on hand. Tonight we are going to embark on a lemon cake.I got outside for a bit, where my tolerance for people who won't maintain distance is rapidly approaching the other side of the earth. I have yet to catch it in really good light, but the weeping cherry is really flourishing.
It was smashingly windy and colder than I had budgeted for. On my return, it was determined that if I'd just had some small angular glasses that really caught the light, I could have been some kind of mad science manga villain.
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Today’s micro-frustration was a mis-mangled prescription that was going to involve physically breaching a Target, so we placed also a car pickup order, and lots was missing, but then on what passes for a whim these days I turned down an aisle to look for catnip spray and saw through THAT aisle an end cap of stuff that had been in the order and got left out, and I KNOW it is the utmost privilege to do a pickup order, but I then scavenger-hunted through Target longer than I wanted because they HAD all the rationed stuff, you’re just REQUIRED to come in and get it if it’s rationed. What are immunocompromised people supposed to DO to get toilet roll, my pulmonary hypertension asks?!
Fuck everything and would you like an outgrown hockey stick to distance people with?
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I just own the reading glasses! (And the wraparound black plastic shades which cannot count as glasses under any reasonable defintion of the word, but which amuse me.)
because they HAD all the rationed stuff, you’re just REQUIRED to come in and get it if it’s rationed.
What the fuck? Stuff isn't rationed because it's a luxury, it's rationed because it's a necessity! That means everyone needs it! And not everyone who needs it should be faffing around within breathing distance of other human beings!
What are immunocompromised people supposed to DO to get toilet roll, my pulmonary hypertension asks?!
Get mailed it by friends from out of state, I'm starting to think.
Fuck everything and would you like an outgrown hockey stick to distance people with?
Onlyif you don't need it to beat some sense into Target!