Discord is totally broken on my end and I never know where to text these days so imma post here. I have a lot of shit going on and a lot of thinking to do, and I'm not going to be around for awhile. I'll check in here, but I'm taking a 97% break from screens for awhile. But if you really really need me, I will of course be available. <3 all my love.

"I'm not going shopping again until after Christmas so if you need anything let me know!" "Okay here is a list" The store was sold out of one thing, told her I couldn't get it. She's fine with that. Just now, "When you go to the store today to get that thing you /forgot/, get me these seven other things too." Proceeds to have a hissy fit when I get upset.

Oh my god Cassie won't leave me alone. Even after her hissy fit 'it'll be a long time until I'm ready to talk because I'm so mad' she's calling me again. Sending me texts in overly formal tones. 'Can you please return my call'. Fuck you.

[rl/Cassie] So this morning Jessica (Cassie's upstairs neighbour) called me and then texted me seven times asking me if I wanted to go to Michaels. My first thought was 'Cassie sent her' or maybe 'Cassie is going to come with her and this is an ambush'. I freaked a little, but realized I don't want to burn bridges, and I don't want to lose Jess so I went.

Swer's adventures in babysitting! I'm watching the neighbour's daughter tonight. She's sweet but also little more than a baby, and I don't have a lot of experiences with itty bitties.

[rant pls ignore] Every so often mom decides she wants to see the surgeon to see if he'll operate on her for various things. Some are legit, but some she's grasping for straws. So here I sit in the waiting room with her, listening to her complain about feeling sick. Bitch you MADE ME BRING YOU HERE TODAY.

[rl / mental illness / Cassie bs ] I am so done with this. Feel free to mute this because I'm going to rant probably forever!

I love being super sick to my stomach on the day when I have a vague 'we'll be around between 9am and 3:30pm' appointment with the building inspector. That's awesome.

Me: I keep getting tangled in my headphone cords while washing the floors. I'll just loop it around my neck to get it out of the way!
Also me, 10 minutes later: takes phone out of pocket to switch songs. strangled self

Daily asshole moment; Cassie thinks she's sick now, with the same thing Rik had and the same thing I think I caught immediately after my last cold. And I'm dreading it because she is the biggest freaking whiner when she's sick. And not in an endearing way! In a 'can you get me that thing six inches from my hand? I'm dying' way.