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I'm in DR and I have observed how my grandma caramelizes chicken without sugar\
I've been doing the multimedia march challenge and reading two books:
"The Fourth Child" by Julia Winter
and Freddy Krueger's Tales of Terror #2: Fatal Games. I found that both had good reviews and that this book has a video game to download to my happy surprise!
Cheers from the Caribbean, fellow Kiwis!! 8) :bogged:
Null would adore this area as there are so many whities and Germans and beers like Mamajuana (Aphrodisiac made wiht herbs and rums) and Presidentes and high quality restaurants better than the US (even the architectual qualities and buildings such as quarts for steps and porcelains for floors)....
 
Today I was hiking
And found a really old hobo camp. Judging from the scattered aging remnants it looks to have been abandoned in the mid 80s left untouched till we stumbled apon it
That sounds really cool. Did you get any photographs?

Today I went to have an ultrasound. They made me strip, covered me in slime from groin to ankle, rammed an instrument wand repeatedly into my flesh, told me to clean myself up because I disgusted them, and said that I wasn't going to die so go home and wait for my doctor to call me with the results.

A good outcome, I guess? But I still don't know what the 'thing' on my leg is.
 
That sounds really cool. Did you get any photographs?

Today I went to have an ultrasound. They made me strip, covered me in slime from groin to ankle, rammed an instrument wand repeatedly into my flesh, told me to clean myself up because I disgusted them, and said that I wasn't going to die so go home and wait for my doctor to call me with the results.

A good outcome, I guess? But I still don't know what the 'thing' on my leg is.
Yeah I took photographs but I'm worried about doxing myself. It was a really strange place. The best describe it. Dilapidated farmhouse behind a wooded soon to be rezoned area for industrial use. We didn't find anything indicating anybody had been there since at least 86. Because all the old magazines, calendar, newspapers and everything else seem to abruptly stop around that time and there was clear signs of habitation because of the empty food cans dated to around that.
 
Today I went to have an ultrasound. They made me strip, covered me in slime from groin to ankle, rammed an instrument wand repeatedly into my flesh, told me to clean myself up because I disgusted them, and said that I wasn't going to die so go home and wait for my doctor to call me with the results.
Do they know if it's a boy or a girl?
 
Do they know if it's a boy or a girl?
Neither. It's nonbinary an inflammation of some surface blood vessels. Maybe it started as a bruise or I could have had a minor infection that's since disappeared. It's just a sore, bruised looking area on my leg that should eventually disappear.
 
I ate ramen for lunch with spinach and watched the dishes
I'll draw today and I'm checking my notifications in Kiwi Farms
I ate naan bread and a samosa with coriander chutney. And some beer. Also I read dumb shit about retards and am going to continue reading dumb shit about retards while I slowly put down tile on the kitchen floor whenever I get bored.
 
Got shouted a steak lunch for breakfast, which was nice. Spent a lot of time discussing ways of me raising some cash that can work around my sleep disorder and various other neurological issues that keep skewering my attempts to resume gainful employment.

Then phoned a friend to have a chat and see how things she was going and got a hysterical nonstop tirade against vaccines, covid, government conspiracies, the New World Order, and how covid vaccine injury has destroyed the health of everyone she loves, including myself, and that I need to go on a 'protocol' to 'fix the damage'... I listened patiently for as long as I could, but when she told me the covid vaccine is the source of my neurological problems, I attempted very calmly to remind her these issues were in place before the vaccine and were actually worse at the time, she started yelling at me. I'm ashamed to say I reached my limit at that point and just hung up on her. I'm just so tired of this. I just want to have a conversation, not spend forty minutes listening silently to an endless tirade about how the world is being destroyed and her mother is dying because of a global conspiracy. I guess I'm selfish.

I put my phone on airplane mode and had a nap. I haven't turned it back on yet and I'm dreading it.
 
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