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- Apr 26, 2019
Today (well, I mean, it's just started but whatever) I have heard the most unsettling noise that I've heard in a WHILE coming from just outside my apartment building. What the actual fuck was that. Like an unearthly wail.
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I had to go into one of those damned things a couple times. They injected me with something that felt super cold (I want to say it was something like a gadolinium solution or whatever) and stuck me in for a while. I get a bit claustrophobic but not to the point where I'm having a serious issue with it - just feel generally uneasy.
Today I've concluded that I'm not very good at learning new programs, or Blender is just really confusing. I'm trying to do some stop motion animation and Windows Movie Maker is somehow shittier than it used to be and I needed to use a better program. I was suggested Blender and tried to follow a tutorial but shit is just not working. I want to try Flash since I used it ages and ages ago and know it works- and I'm being told not to on the basis that it's "dead". Bruh, dead is what this project is going to be when I have to throw all my effort in the trash because I can't find a program to assemble anything.
Holy fucking shit I remember why I hate eye appointments now. This dilating crap they drop in your eyes to look at your retinas makes it impossible to focus on anything. And it stays that way for HOURS.
Well that was educational!Today I was going home on the bus and I overheard two older women talking about soy. They were talking about ones son who had been consuming enough soy that he had started to complain about man boobs and she told him it was because of the soy. They went back and forth about the weird fascination he had with it, how it was made, how it was more beneficial to women than men, and how it contained estrogen. Listening to them talk about it was really funny, made up for the work day.
Kind of miss having them, but don't miss having to bury them.Today one of our rats has decided that inside our shirts is the best place to be. As soon as we get her out of the cage she tries to run down one of our shirt sleeves.
We had rats about 10 years ago. I miss them dearly, the last two he had were mother and daughter (she was a runt).Kind of miss having them, but don't miss having to bury them.
I'm so bad at not fucking that up. I didn't realize that I'd been doing it until very recently so I've had to go back and fix a lot of old writing.Today I learned I've been making a grammatical fuckup my whole life. I've been using "it's" as a possessive, and "its" as "it is." I think I might be exceptional