I wasn’t terribly interesting most days. A lot of that is because, you know, quarantine. The rest of it is because I kind of live my life in a rut. I’m fine with that, I know what I like and just do that.
For those of you that stuck with me through this challenge, thank you. Things should get more interesting from here on out.
A lot of today was spent on Facebook, like normal, and watching YouTube (read: on in the background). Again, like normal. But now it’s time for a different normal. For tomorrow, you see, is the day I go back to work.
I did watch the governor’s press conference today. Her mask was the state flag and I thoroughly enjoyed that. As she read off the list of counties in Oregon that can open tomorrow, she also had a huge smile. We did it, Oregon. Now we just need to keep being smart to prevent a second wave. Or at least make the second wave as small as possible.
I did a load of towels today. Normally, that wouldn’t be anything to write about, but I have a ventless dryer. It’s actually a washer/dryer combo which is awesome. They’re made for places that are small, like RV’s, tiny homes, and apartments. I actually have enough space to get full size machines, but not having a dryer vent to clean was a pretty big selling point. Anyway, since it’s an all-in-one you don’t have to move your clothes between washing and drying.
So I throw in the towels (heh), they wash, it clicks and tells me it’s time to add my static sheet thing and do that, and then literally five hours later it tells me it’s done drying. Cool. Now I can take a shower! Only I go to get a towel out and they all were stuck to the drum from the spin cycle. Even with my dryer balls which I had always thought would grab and get them off the drum. Not only were they crunchy from being dried on the drum, they were still wet in most spots! NO! Okay long story short, I just dried them again, everything’s fine. You didn’t come here to read about towels. That was two weeks ago. Missed my opportunity.
When I took my shower, for whatever reason I also laid out my clothes for tomorrow. Like it’s my first day of school. To be honest, now that I think about it, it’s kind of adorable.
My out-of-office turned off at 5 today, and in honor of that I moved my email and other work things back to the home screen on my phone. I turned the badges back on for email, and it said 120 unread. Cool! That’s like a day or two of normal summer! 120 in two months?! And then I remembered that phones don’t sync your entire mailbox, just the last couple weeks. Uh oh. I’m being a good employee and leaving it all for tomorrow when I’m actually allowed to work again. That’ll be fun.
It’s been over three months since I last had a haircut. My hair grows fast. I know it’s time to get a cut when I go to style it and it’s just Too Much. That’s at about 3-4 weeks. Well, now my hair is super long. My glasses keep falling off, stuff is touching my ears, that god-damned duck tail… I promised myself I wouldn’t, but today I just cut it.
Marcy, I love you, please don’t kill me.
I won’t even comment how many trash bags I went through before I figured out how to use it as a cape. I swear I’m smart.
So the back in the picture looks bad, but it’s mostly the lighting, my cowlick, and my hair color. When I feel it, it feels fine. Cowlick is still pretty long, but it’s hard to find the line behind your head and I’m also afraid to cut the cowlick too short because then I turn into Alfalfa. I also cut around my ears really weird, hoping my glasses will hide that.
Absolutely no way was I going to touch the top. I might be changing my hairstyle, so for now it can just be crazy. Plus everyone’s got crazy quarantine cuts. I’ve reached that level of I don’t care that I think is healthy.
Mildly related: my hair is a lot more brown in the sink than it is on my head. What’s up with that?
I thought I would be ready for a pro haircut tomorrow; turns out when I had the opportunity I couldn’t do it. Maybe during Phase 2 in a couple weeks, but right now I just can’t bring myself to do it. Although logically if I were to get an appointment tomorrow (not that I can do it now that I know I’m working tomorrow) that would be the least amount of risk. In that vein, if I wait a couple weeks, the chance could be much higher. I’m just going to play it by ear. Crappily-edged ear.
This is the last daily reflections I’ll be doing until the next time I decide to do a blog-a-day challenge. Maybe for Christmas. We’ll see.
Yeah, I’m an IT guy, but I also work at a resort. The governor is still urging people to stay home, but you know peeps be wantin’ to travel. So while my job doesn’t involve me working closely with others, I still have to interact with people who do. I don’t know quite how to describe how I feel. I’m glad and grateful that I get to go back to work, but I’m also a little terrified. I know we’re all going to do all the right things. We haven’t worked for two months so of course we’re going to protect ourselves, others, and our guests. It’s still just scary. I don’t think that fear will really go away until there’s a vaccine. I try to keep it under the surface because living in fear isn’t a way to live, but you can’t forget it’s there.
In my Imperfect Food order I bought two sirloin steaks. They’re a lot smaller than the ones I get at the store, but hey why not? Tried my hand at making a carne asada marinade since I have lemons and limes, and it didn’t turn out too bad. A little too citrus-y, but that’s fine. I also cut up the last of my garlic, and not enough of it stuck to the steak so I missed out on that flavor. I have notes for next time. I cooked both of them tonight, so tomorrow I can have one for lunch with salad. Steak salad, baby!!!
Okay, it’s now after midnight. Still calling the “it’s the same day for me so the actual time doesn’t matter” play. But, the office opens at 8 and I need to go to bed.
Good night. Thanks for reading. I’m going to take the next couple days off and work on actual good content. We’ll all be better off with that.
I think I wrote about how I lost my nail clippers and how I’ve been slowly losing my mind. Maybe that was only on Facebook, I can’t be bothered to check old posts. Regardless, a couple weeks ago I bumped into my side table by my chair and knocked a bunch of stuff off. One of the missing items were my nail clippers.
My house is messy, I know this, and cluttered, it’s my weakness. But these damn clippers were NOWHERE. I checked under the chairs, under the couches, and even under my desk. Nothing. Okay, maybe I was responsible and put them in the bathroom or a drawer or somewhere else stupid. Nope.
There’s been a post circulating the last couple days about how everyone pretty much has a junk drawer. I had checked that a few days ago, but I checked it again today. STILL NOPE.
Then I remembered that I had a mug at one point with a bunch of pens and random stuff. Couldn’t find that, but while looking for that I remembered that I haven’t unpacked from when I moved two and a half years ago and my old junk drawer had its own box. SCORE!
My nails got so long, y’all. Finger nails, not so bad / manageable, but my toenails were gross. Almost to the point where I was going to cut myself. It’s been a stressor. I was almost to the point of using scissors. So while I didn’t find the good clippers that are still missing, thanks to my laziness I was able to find the crappiest pair of clippers on the planet and cut my nails!
It was an instant wave of relief. It’s kind of hard to describe, but it’s like my toes can breathe again. I know that’s weird, that’s just how they feel.
I almost cut my hair today. I’ve been mulling it over for a while now, but last night I found an almost #4 guard for my trimmer. Almost certain I wrote about this last night. There’s 54 other posts, I can’t be responsible for what I wrote about earlier.
Anyway, trimmer is all charged up, I might be going to work on Friday, and I just want my glasses to stay in place. With a #4-ish it’s still longer than what my stylist would use, but would get rid of that stupid duck tail thing my hair does when it’s long. That sentence sounds familiar. Yeah, almost positive I wrote about that last night.
The only things that really kept me from going to town on the sides of my head were that I didn’t shower today (gettin’ that Joe-funk STRONG, BB!) and I’m still working out the best way to do it. I’m thinking cut a hole in a trash bag and wear it, and put some plastic wrap over the sink. Enough of Athena’s hair finds its way down to my septic tank, let’s not add my entire head of hair.
I know I’m going to mess it all up. I’ve come to terms with this. But who cares? That might be the quarantine attitude finally kicking in.
I heated up some leftover broccoli beef from last night for lunch. Even better the next day. I’m still only eating one meal a day, I think it’s really because I’m not moving around a lot so I don’t need a lot of food to get through the day. I’ve got maybe one or two more servings, looking forward to that for tomorrow. Now I just need to figure out what to cook with the rest of my Imperfect Foods box!
Last Halloween my friend invited me to her new house to hand out candy. I dressed as Mr. Rogers (cardigan, slacks, and my Mr. Rogers t-shirt). She bought too much candy so I got to take a bunch home. Today I finally broke into that stash. I had a couple cookies ‘n cream Hershey bars, a Heath bar, a Snickers, and one of those lime Tootsie Rolls. All bite-sized, of course. I may have a sweet tooth but I’m not going to go that crazy. I don’t eat a lot of candy any more, I think it’s maybe been since Halloween that I’ve had candy. So that was nice as a treat.
Today was trash day. Last night after I finished watching whatever I was doing, I somehow convinced myself to watch Adventure Time for the fourth time. Whenever I do that, I try to find the snail in every episode. If I can’t find it, I will re-watch the episode until I do. That lasts about a season until I forget the game I’m playing and then I just watch it. This time will be different. That’s a long way to say that it was 2:30 in the morning and I took my trash can to the street.
It rained off and on today. Every time I thought about going to bring the trash can back, it would start raining again. I also pulled my old lawn mower out of the shed a few days ago and yesterday when it started to rain pulled it onto the porch under the roof. Mostly just to quickly get an electric device out of the rain, but also because I didn’t have real shoes on and didn’t want to push it back to the shed. So now I look like a hick with my lawn mower sitting in front of my door. Looks like rain again tomorrow.
So, yeah. Cut my nails and ate some bomb food. Didn’t shower or cut my hair like I wanted to, but all in all not a bad day.
For some reason (can’t imagine WHY) I’m hungry. So I’m going to figure out what’s small and simple so I can go to bed.
Like a lot of other people during this isolation, I’ve been watching a lot of content online. The majority has been YouTube (and Jenna and/or Julien at that).
But every once in a while I leave my blissful YouTube bubble and move onto something else.
NASA’s Unexplained Files
I don’t know what it is about it, but I can’t stop watching. I told my best frand, but she was like “ugh.” I don’t get that. I’ve seen all of Ancient Aliens that’s available on Hulu, and I watch it with a grain of salt. It’s fun to think about that kind of stuff. But NUF has somewhat credible people in it, and it doesn’t seem necessarily too far-fetched. They present this info and I’m like, “Yeah, someone smarter than me tell me what is going on.” Example: Sun dogs (s2e5).
I’ve always thought it’d be cool to work at NASA. Even just to observe operations. So cool. I blame Stargate: SG1/Atlantis for that.
I started watching this one today because it’s been in my Hulu recommendations for a while, and it’s actually pretty good. It’s by the same creators as Rick & Morty, which is another show I enjoy. Not because I think I’m somehow superior to others, I just think it’s funny. Rick is a dick, Morty has no spine, and the banter is glorious. New season either came out a few days ago, or will very soon. Either way: it’s not on Hulu yet. I may need to check my Sling DVR.
This show is like Rick & Morty meets Invader Zim. I don’t know why, but I just like it a lot. I’m already almost through the first season. And in the midst of writing that sentence, huge plot twist. #hooked
I also love that the lines in the opening credits change every time. Brilliant.
I’ve by now washed the mask Non made, but the smell from when I got it that reminded me of childhood has gone away. Which makes me more than a little bit sad. I want to go visit. But there’s a risk and I don’t want to take it.
Did I get my life together today? Not really. I did do a load of dishes, and I made actual food and my stomach doesn’t hurt today. Small improvements.
After I accidentally finished all of Solar Opposites while writing out this post, I started the Parks & Rec special. Not having seen the final season, I know I will cry and I haven’t been in a good enough space for that in YEARS, this is a great thing. Super clever. Love this show. Need to watch it all again. Like, right now. This episode was like seeing all my best friends again.
I think I wrote about it earlier, but I signed up for Imperfect Foods a couple weeks ago. This weekend was my first shopping window, and when I explored the offerings I was hungry and a little drinky so I picked some random stuff. Well, Sunday was the last day to update my cart and I spent the entire time editing that appendectomy post. My first box arrived today, and it was full of that random stuff I ordered.
Hair salons and a bunch of other things can open on Friday. Woo. This weekend I thought I was ready to get my hair cut, even with the safety measures, but then I started not being okay. I have a larger hair clipper than my beard trimmer (which I need to do again, yay finally being able to kind of grow facial hair). The back of my head does this duck tail thing when it gets too long and I think I can cut it with a 4 guard and be fine. My stylist uses a 2, and I’m sure it’ll be at least a month before I am comfortable in that kind of environment so she can fix any damage I do. Plus it’d just be the sides, we’ve been talking about a different style for a while now and all the new styles are all done with the top. Which I won’t touch.
Using a few things from the box of food I got today ahead of schedule, I made broccoli beef! Added some pepperoni because that’s what I do when I go to the Mongolian place and there wasn’t a space to add that. Over some rice, not too bad! Little too much salt on the beef, but next time I try this I’ll remember to go a lot less on the salt grinder.
Today I didn’t do much of anything. Not really sure why.
So here’s just a quick update.
I upgraded my web server from the LTS (long-term-support) version to the latest. That took a little while to research and carry out. And then it broke the websites I host. Got that all sorted. Plus now I have scheduled backups of the databases and files.
My left shift on my laptop is starting to die. That’s unfortunate. Just another reason for me to be unhappy with this purchase. And of course the warranty ran out a couple months ago.
Last night I was coughing a lot and felt like I had to puke. I’m going to go with I too much wine Saturday night and was dehydrated. Again. I know that I cough and feel like I have to puke when dehydrated, but I still couldn’t help but think I did something wrong and got infected. Some slight panic.
Today I also drank a lot of water (80oz so far) but my stomach still kind of hurts. I also didn’t have much of an appetite today, had a Totino’s pizza around 3 but here it is almost midnight and I haven’t eaten anything else. Nothing sounds good. So a little of it may be because I’m hungry.
My Chewy order arrived today! Only two days late! Why it was chilling in Troutdale over the weekend is beyond me. Turnip got his special food, Athena got her food, and I bought them some toys! Turnip got one of those round things with the ball on a track and a scratching pad. Found him sleeping on it because it has catnip. Athena got an automatic laser. My room is oddly shaped so it took a while to find a place for her to play with it. It has a timer for 15 minutes but she was only interested for like 5. So that’s a fun thing I get to do to try and exercise my chubby kitty.
Sorry this post is bland. Just not feeling it today.
I’ve told myself for the past 6 weeks that tomorrow is going to be the day I get my life back together and clean and stop just sitting in my chair. I really need to do that. For Chrissake, the box the espresso machine came in is still in the middle of the floor. It may help that I’m starting to re-adjust my sleep schedule to go back to work soon. Today I woke up around 10, tomorrow I’m shooting for 9, I should be able to get back to a 7am alarm in the next couple days.
I also thought today was Tuesday and got really excited that my first box from Imperfect Foods was coming. I didn’t finish editing my cart this weekend before the cutoff so I’m getting some random stuff. Like two pounds of limes. And four lemons.
Okay, time to go to bed. After I chug another 40oz of water. Because I’m still not feeling 100% and you never go wrong with hydrating yourself.
Okay, the day has come! The anniversary of my first ever hospital visit that ended up with me being stabbed repeatedly.
I apparently waited almost an entire month before telling my sister I was in the hospital. I sent her a very long text message regaling my experience, so for today’s post I copied it here to the Interwebs and did some editing and expanding. I’ll leave the original in the comments because it was GOLD.
Anyway, ENJOY! It’s a long one, but I think it’s funny as hell.
And happy Mother’s Day to my mom and my aunt! Thank you for taking care of me!!!
The Day Before
I get home from work and my stomach hurts all along the bottom. I thought it was because I didn’t eat very much that day. I wasn’t very hungry for dinner so I just said meh and went to bed.
In the morning, the pain had moved to my lower right. Thought it was still since I hadn’t eaten. Didn’t have my morning poop. Still not concerned, I didn’t have dinner so no poop. Made sense.
At some point in the morning I had mentioned to the controller that I was having some pain. She joked back and was like “maybe you have appendicitis!” We laughed about that because what’re the odds?! Fun fact she found, the median age for appendicitis in males is 28. I turned 28 three days earlier. There’s no way.
I go through my normal day, and had pizza for lunch. Payday Pizza Friday! I had a project that involved me going to the network closets by the hotel rooms and discovered that jumping off the decks hurt my tummy. I tried to keep it low key and just used the stairs like a real adult. I just turned 28! That’s almost 30! Act like an adult, Joe!
Movies and margs!
Get off work, change into shorts and flip-flops and meet the crew at Red Robin for dinner before we go see Detective Pikachu. A group of us at work would meet up at the Mexican-Peruvian restaurant by the movie theater for dinner and margaritas. For my birthday I wanted to see Detective Pikachu, and since it was my birthday I wanted to go to Red Robin to shake things up.
Had a marg and some fried pickles, everything was good. My entree came, I ate like two fries and immediately felt like I had to puke. Went to the bathroom, still couldn’t poop, but the nausea went away. Drank some water, nausea came right back.
I remembered my chat with the controller so I Googled the symptoms. *clap* *snap* *finger guns* Hey guys, I have all of these symptoms and I have to leave right now.
But wherefore do I go for help?
We were in Old Mill, and there’s an Urgent Care down there. Cool, they can tell me what’s wrong. I drive over but I missed them by literally two minutes.
Started feeling better-ish so I was like, “I’ll go to the one by Walmart.” They closed at 6. So I’m sitting there in their parking lot trying to find another urgent care open after 7 on a Friday, thinking, “Maybe it’s not appendicitis and I just need to take a nap,” and I started getting dizzy and losing focus.
Fuck it. I’m going to the ER. Something is very wrong.
Drive across town to the hospital, still in a brain fog. I’m honestly amazed I didn’t crash. I had pretty good luck with the traffic lights, which was awesome. I walk in the main entrance and was like, “Hey is there an urgent care or do I need to go to the ER?” The guard was like, “ER, and you have to walk through the hospital to get there because you’re stupid and came in the main entrance.” I’m paraphrasing, of course. I really didn’t want to go to the ER because I knew it would be expensive. But that’s all that was open.
At the hospital
They checked me in and had me sit in the waiting room. I sat towards the back, there were maybe like five other people, because a couple people were coughing, but mostly because of my social anxiety.
The triage nurse calls me over, asks what I was feeling, had me pee in a cup. Since I had just peed at the restaurant I had nothing, but she had me keep the cup until I had to go. I got moved to another waiting area (with couches!) I think I was here for a while, little fuzzy on time while I was there. Eventually I had to pee so I did that. I couldn’t find anyone so I remember just holding on to the cup full of urine, trying to not put it on surfaces.
A cute nurse came by a little later and took a couple blood samples. She also inserted an IV just in case. Better to have the thing in my arm now and not need it than not having it later if it was needed.
This is what we writers call “Foreshadowing”
In the ER
Once the cute nurse was done with me she told me to wait by the ER doors for a little bit until they can get me a bed in the ER. A bed opens up, they give me a gown and tell me to change. I get my shirt off and gown on and am trying to get my shorts off when the nurses and techs come in so I’m like “fuck it, I’m probably fine so I’ll just leave ’em on.” This is about an hour after the restaurant so I feel totally fine.
Guy comes to get some more information from me. I also signed something, I think it was the standard “I promise to pay you” thing, but I don’t remember. Around this time I texted my aunt to let her know I put her as an emergency contact since she lives here. I also texted my mom because that’s what you do while you’re in the hospital. You let your family know.
Now that I’m going through my texts to get the timeline, the guy most likely came for that signature and also emergency contacts.
The doctor comes in and is like “hey, we’re gonna want to get a CT scan to confirm, but it sounds like appendicitis.” Cool. Cool cool cool.
An orderly (??? Is that the right name for the guy who wheels you around?) comes and takes me to Imaging. I’m just having a blast at this point. So much technology to look at (their patient system looked super interesting, I wanted to ask how it worked but figured that would be frowned upon. I’m not a hacker, I’m just super into computers!!!), I’d never had an IV before, some guy is pushing me in a wheelchair, this is GREAT!!!
We get to Imaging and the imaging tech is like “hey, this dye is going to make you feel very warm and flushed and it’s going to go from your head to your toes.” Fuck me up! C’mon! Let’s stick me in this machine, homie! Let’s go!!!
He injects the dye and I start feeling flushed and then MY BUTTHOLE GOT REALLY HOT AND LIKE BURNY AND I FEEL THAT SHOULD BE A WARNING THEY GIVE LIKE HEY YO YOUR BUTTHOLE IS GOING TO GET REALLY HOT THATS TOTALLY FINE AND NORMAL.
Quick side-note, the previous two paragraphs I couldn’t bring myself to edit. Added some punctuation in the first one, clarified he injected dye in the second, but these were just too beautiful to change.
Another side note, the CT machine was super cool. Since it was a pelvic image I didn’t have to go all the way in. I wish I could just shadow these people and watch them work. So cool.
My guy wheels me back to my bed, I hang out for like an hour, post some jokes on Facebook and a picture of the IV. Not much to do since various doctors have to check the results. That’s fine, I have Internet on my phone. Except by now it’s almost 9 and my phone is dying. Texted the best frand to see if she could swing by and get my charger from the car.
After waiting for a while (results took longer to get back than expected), the doc says I have mild appendicitis. She says it’s treatable with antibiotics, but there’s a high risk of it occurring again in the next few years.
I didn’t really want to have a surgery, but I’m like, “I have no idea where I’ll be in the next few years. I could be camping or it could be a worse attack next time. Let’s just take it out.” She says okay, starts me on a saline drip, and gets the trauma surgeon.
Surgeon comes in and is like I’m gonna cut you, bitch.
Then I met the anesthesiologist and he was like I’m gonna drug you so you pass out.
Not really. They were both extremely professional. They each explained what was going to happen and made sure I understood. Just two more lines that were too beautiful to change from the original.
Laparoscopic appendectomy is the full name of the procedure. Lap appy for short. What they do is make three small incisions: one in your bellybutton, one 6ish inches below that, and one on your left side. They inflate your abdomen, stick a camera in one of the holes, and cut out the appendix. Super simple.
Once I was done meeting with the team, I texted my aunt and mom to let them know I was going to have the surgery. My aunt offered to come by, which I declined. She lost my uncle less than two weeks earlier in that same hospital. No way was I going to ask her to come back after that deep loss. Please feed my cats, though. I didn’t feed them before I left for the movies.
Mom also offered to come. At this point it was almost 10, she lives about 4 hours away. I’ll be fine, Mom. They’re going to have me on the table before you’d be able to get here, just come in the morning. Safer.
Surgery was supposed to be at like 3 in the morning so I had some time to kill. I think I dozed off once or twice? I do remember needing to pee, which was an ordeal with the IV stand and a gown. Remember my shorts from earlier? Yeah, still on. In retrospect I could have used the time in the bathroom to take them off, but I didn’t.
My best frand and her then-fiance (now hoosband!) came by just as they were wheeling me out to go to the operating room. That was very nice of them. Especially since I got bumped up somehow and was headed in at midnight.
They get me moved into the OR, and the last thing I remember before going under was the anesthesiologist saying to think about my favorite vacation spot. I think it was a beach.
The next thing I know I’m in Recovery, my shorts are off, my underwear is half rolled down, my throat hurts (intubation), but my hair was still on point. Anesthesia is the fucking bomb.
I don’t think I made the joke at the time, but when I would tell it later I would say, “My shorts were gone, my underwear was half-off, my throat hurt, and I didn’t remember anything. I either had surgery or missed out on a real good time.”
So yeah, I woke up from the anesthesia in Recovery, and then I think I passed out again because next thing I knew I was in a regular room.
I don’t know why, but the second thing I did when I woke up in the room was message the spa director at work. Something about how the hospital has good food. At two in the morning. (The first thing I did was tell my mom what room I was in.) I blame painkillers and anesthesia.
The nurse that took care of me overnight was absolutely amazing. Nurse Carla, you worked a double shift and put up with me. The real MVP.
I’ve always tried to be as low-maintenance as possible. If I can do something myself, I’m just going to do it. I don’t ask for help because I don’t want to bother anyone. So you can imagine how I felt when I looked down and noticed blood coming from my bellybutton. Oh no. I have to call for the nurse. I press the button, and in a drugged-out voice that was still raw from being intubated, say “my bellybutton is bleeding.” She came in, changed the bandage and said it wasn’t torn just some left over. So that was good.
I fell asleep again. When I woke up I had to pee. Well, I’m tied into this bed with wires and tubes, I have to bother her again. Press the button, “I have to pee” in my still-raw voice. She comes in and helps me up, I do my business and get back in bed.
Drugged-2am-me was right. Hospital food is pretty bomb. And not just because the only things I had eaten in the last 24 hours was half an individual pizza, a margarita, and a few slices of a pickle.
A PT tech came by later. We walked around the floor of the hospital to make sure I wasn’t feeling any more pain. Ass cheeks flapping in the wind. Not really, I still had my underwear on.
Mom got in around noon, came and sat with me while I got discharged, then brought me home. I wanted to drive, since I drove myself there, but turns out you can’t drive for 24 hours because of the painkillers. Wish they’d have given me something to take home, recovery sucked. I was told to take Advil and Tylenol for the pain.
Swung by my aunt’s house to say hi and my cousins were also there! So that was also nice! I lasted a little bit before I had to leave; I couldn’t find a comfortable position.
And then yeah that was pretty much my Mother’s Day weekend. Mom took care of me for a few days. On Mother’s Day, though, we got Olive Garden to go. Needed to pick up my car so we were headed that way anyway. Would have been nicer to go in, but I didn’t have pants that wouldn’t press on the incisions and no way was I going in shorts that were tattered (the only ones that would fit).
This is already an ungodly lengthy post so I’m not going to do my daily reflections today.
I just want to say, though, that even though I got screwed with bills, my entire experience at St. Charles was awesome. Everybody was friendly and professional.
A few more things I want to say about my experience, but it’s best to just put them in another post 😀
Thanks for reading!
My friends think they’re funny. Lookin’ at you, Marc.
The existence of dumplings implies the existence of a much larger Dumple.
Also, tomorrow is the story of my laparoscopic appendectomy! Are you excited?! Because I’m excited!!!
I woke up around 11. Yeah, that sounds late, but I’ve been getting up around noon or 1, so it’s an improvement. Last night I watched a lot of “NASA’s Unexplained Files” and got to bed pretty late.
For the majority of the day, I was on Facebook and casually watching a YouTuber play Minecraft with some custom mods. I’m not invested enough in him to subscribe, he and his friends seem like a bunch of young’uns, but he’s still fun to watch play (no camera, only going by their voices). It is pretty cool how they can speedrun the game, I’ve never even been to The End.
Repurposed some shot glasses into espresso shot glasses. I was worried with the amount of crema that they haven’t been good shots, but with these clear shot glasses it looks like they are. Still not perfect shots of espresso, but until I can figure that out it looks like they’re good enough.
Briefly considered doing some schoolwork, but Facebook easily overruled that. I do think I need to hit the request button for the teacher to approve my second attempt at the MySQL class’ test. May do that tomorrow. Identifying vs non-identifying relationships is really the only thing that trips me up on this specific test, but I think I have that figured out.
One of my friends posted that they were looking for a lawn mower. I have a lawn mower I don’t use (it’s electric, I don’t have any easily accessible outlets, so I got the battery-powered one). Found it in the shed and texted a picture. They were on their way to buy one off Craigslist. Homie. Seriously. I was going to give it to you, all you needed to get were extension cords. You do you, but I could have saved you like $20.
Briefly considered visiting my stylist for a haircut at her house. Timing would have worked, but I felt like I should wait until closer to when I get to go back to work. Salons can open next Friday, I can wait until after then. While I want to support her, I can wait until I get to go back to work for a cut. Plus, the longer I wait, the more hairstyles I can change to. I’ve had a faux for a while now, it’s time to find a new style.
Futzed around until my theatre friend messaged me. We figured out where we wanted to get take-out from (Dump City!!!) and where to eat it. Went to take a shower to meet her, but the tub hadn’t drained from my last shower. Two days ago. The filter I have over the drain was clogged with Athena’s hair. Took a few minutes to get the tub drained and cleared out, I’m glad I have a Tub Shroom in my cart on Amazon; I’ve been wanting to buy one at Freddie’s for a long time, they’ve always been sold out, seems like now is the time to just get it on Amazon. It’ll be a little more labor-intensive than my current solution, but if it keeps hair from going down the drain I don’t care.
Finally got showered and headed into town. We ordered our dumplings on our phones and chatted in the parking lot until they arrived. We both work in hospitality (me in IT, she’s at a front desk), so we swapped some thoughts on how our respective hotels would fare for the next few months.
Dumplings were delivered to us, we moved to a park to eat them. There was a lot of people there for a lockdown. We kept our distance from everyone else, but sat nearish each other and had our food. Got caught up on various things, it was very nice.
Came home. started playing some more Apex. I now have 10 levels left before I’ll have enough coins for a free season, but with two days left I don’t think I’ll make it. Once I’m done here I may try again to level up some more, but it’s looking like I have to spend money again.
Which isn’t a bad thing. Apex is free to play, I don’t buy skins or anything, I shouldn’t be upset about buying a season pass. The developers have done an amazing job with this game. Looking ahead at season 5, I’m sad that we’re losing an area and do wish we’d be able to choose what season we play with. Season 1 King’s Canyon? Yes, please!
During my hangout today I realized my toenails were disgustingly long. When I got home, and between rounds of Apex, I tried looking for my nail clippers. Literally nowhere to be found. At one point I hid clippers for this exact situation, and they also disappeared. I just want to cut my nails.
Today, I oddly don’t have any reflections.
I didn’t think too much today. Which is odd. I’m fine with that,
I did pull out my USB SNES controller, Raspberry Pi, old TV, and AppleTV to move to my bedroom. I want to get rid of my iMac, maybe upgrade (probably not) so I need to migrate my nightly routine to the AppleTV. I listen to the same three podcasts at night, why not just run it through the TV? With the RasPi in my room I’ll most definitely spend more time with Athena who continually gets the short end of the stick with my time.
Sounds like I’m going to spend a lot of time with my GBC emulator tomorrow 😀
Another slow day. I had too many margaritas and wines last night. I had fun, and obviously couldn’t go anywhere, so it was fine. Plus I’ve been trying to drink more water since my latest adventure in dehydration on Monday. Could have been worse.
Regardless, my brain hurt this morning. Didn’t get moving until almost 1. Despite that, I did a fair amount of stuff.
Also, we’re in the home stretch, bb!!! Two months blogging every day is almost over!
For like the second or third day in a row I haven’t felt like making coffee. Mostly because I woke up so late. Today was no different. Got out of bed, sat in my chair, and started checking Facebook. Still have to thank a bunch of people for wishing me happy birthday. I’m just so bad at that. I also texted a friend I was talking with last night, I had started playing video games and forgot to text back until it was almost 1. We were supposed to have a physical distance hangout today. I said sorry my brain hurts, can we do it tomorrow? So we’re going to get takeout and do a hangout tomorrow night.
I saw that work had shared that Starbucks was open again! And I had the cell number for one of the peeps in it! Shot her a text to see how much a bottle of syrup would be and also can I get pumps for said syrup. She said yes. I sad cool I might show up later. She said it was all bagged up and ready to go. Damn.
Took a shower and went to Starbucks. Picked up the syrup and pumps, and got a coffee because why not I was already there. Got to chat with my coworkers for a little bit, so that was very exciting.
Propane and propane accessories, I tell you hwhat.
I made it about halfway home from The Bux before I realized I hadn’t brought the propane tank in to be exchanged. Drat. Oh well, it was getting close to the time for the mail and FedEx to show up. I’m expecting cat food and another package today.
I hung out until a little after 5 before giving up. Tracking shows both packages are in Eugene and Troutdale as of early this morning, so why didn’t they make the truck here? Oh well. Turnip can eat the crappy wet food I bought until Monday. Athena might be good, too, but she can also have wet food for a day or two if needed.
The hardware store closes at 6, so I quickly cleaned up the tank and loaded it into the car. Made it there before closing, made the exchange, and went back on my merry way home. I hate that I made two separate trips, but glad I went later on because the parking lot was packed the first time I drove by.
Got my BBQ hooked back up and started heating it up for dinner!
Not really full adulting, just more than normal for me.
While waiting for the BBQ to heat up and then for the steak to cook, I did a load of laundry and dishes. I suspect one of the cats has been hiding my short socks as I only appear to have like two pairs. When I’m working that’s not a problem, I stay in my long black socks all day. But when I’m not? I need them socks!!!
Yeah, that’s about the extent of the adulting. Nice steak (FYI pollo asado seasoning is nearly similar to carne asada, so no need to buy another thing of seasoning for a long while) and a potato for dinner. I still have a head of lettuce and some spinach in the fridge; I fully intended to make a salad because I’m not eating enough veg right now, completely forgot. Hope the lettuce and spinach are still good, maybe I’ll do that for lunch since I haven’t felt like anything substantial for a while.
I really should be writing these as the day goes on. Getting my tenses mixed up is really aggravating for me, I imagine it’s only more so for whoever is reading this.
It’s bittersweet that this is the final week of my blog-a-day challenge. Getting a post up every night has been great to be a little bit of a schedule for me. However, coming up with interesting things every single day is very hard. I’ll be glad to be able to put a little more thought into my posts.
In other news, I activated AdSense on my site today. I think I have enough content now to get my application approved. I of all people understand why ads exist but at the same time wish they didn’t. I’d like to upgrade the host and get some better equipment, not to mention hopefully help get some equipment for streaming or a podcast, and at the moment ads seem to be the best option. Sorry. If I ever take off and get enough of a following for some merch the ads are going to be the first thing to go. Suggestions for better content in the comments!
About halfway through writing out this post I heard Turnip get up and use the litter box and go get some food. A few minutes later I heard purring. But he wasn’t under my chair (always right where he can get run over if I move back) or in the surrounding area. I expanded my search and found him on my chair (NOT ALLOWED!), kneading his and my favorite blanket.
And now, almost half a hour later, I look over and he’s standing and still kneading the blanket. It’s a pretty amazing blanket, to be fair. It’s slightly weighted, fuzzy on one side, warm on the other. When my recliner still reclined, I lost track of the number of nights I fell asleep with it. Wake up at 4am, neck hurts, quickly brush teeth and go back to bed for work at 8am. Dangerous.
This shutdown sucks. I saw a post on Facebook from someone relating safe reopening of states to safe driving (paraphrasing) and had to stop myself from commenting on it. Because me giving them shit would go over better in person, versus online where tone doesn’t exist. Plus I’m almost certain I’d start a fight, and I don’t have the energy to deal with that. Ask me in 2021, looks like I’m out of energy for the rest of the year.
A week or two ago I signed up for Imperfect Foods and looks like today my shopping window opened. Now that I can see what they sell I want to check that out. I also need to figure out what I want to eat for the next week. Maybe they’ll have lemons and limes so I can make my own margarita mix instead of this pre-made stuff.
Okay, back to either Apex or Minecraft. Haven’t decided. I just know I want to play some video games. Tomorrow needs to be homework, some light cleaning, watering the lawn (squee!!!), and then hanging out with an old theatre friend.
QUICK EDIT: Opened my shopping cart for Imperfect Foods and holy crap that is a great selection. I’ve already added a bunch of stuff that sounds good, some stuff I could freeze, and things that would be nice to have hanging around. I definitely need to look at it again after figuring out what to eat for the next week. I’ve been craving Pad Thai for a while, and they don’t have the noodles, but I think I can get those at the store and the rest of the ingredients from IP. I chose some small and scarred avocados, as a Millennial I’m supposed to put them on toast. I don’t do that, but at like $2 for 3 I think I can afford it. I do already own my house, after all.
Usually, I like to do whatever I want on my birthday because I can. Since we’re all stuck at home right now, I didn’t do anything different than I’d have done yesterday.
There, Megan. Your gifset because as the years grind on I find myself more like Yzma every day. (ˉ﹃ˉ)
I woke up late today because it’s my birthday and I don’t care. Considered making a coffee but ended up getting sucked into a mobile game (been a while!) so I had water.
Around 1 I got a text from one of my coworkers that the taco truck at work was open, so I threw on some clothes and scooted down there for some tacos! My stepmom made me a couple shirts for Christmas, one says “Cleverly disguised as a responsible adult” which felt appropriate for today.
Coworker was headed off to a round of golf with his men’s club so we didn’t get to eat together, but he and his wife left me a bottle of wine at the truck! So nice! Thank you! If I didn’t have tacos to eat and tequila to drink, I would have tagged along walking with you 🙂 Eventually I’ll get my own pass and can play again. Even though I’m terrible.
One or two years ago (I think two? It was before Turnip.) I started a tradition of making margaritas on my birthday. Last year I did the same, and then also when we went out to dinner, but that’s Sunday’s post. #teaser
After picking up tacos, I headed off to the store to pick up some tequila (my store has a liquor store off to the side. You can physically go to the same building, but they’re legally separate. Because Oregon.)
I also picked up another box of wine, because I have one box right now, some pepperoni to add to my noodles from yesterday, and some steaks! Checked out with my favorite cashier, Jody. Turns out her birthday was on the 1st! Taurus buddies! I’ve actually reached out to her manager a couple times because she is such a pleasant person. I will wait in a long line if it means she checks me out. That’s rare.
Dropped off my groceries at the car and went back to the liquor store. I don’t really buy liquor or have any sort of preference, so I had to call Megan and see what she recommended. While I was waiting for her to text me back, since I couldn’t find what she recommended so I had to send pictures, I got to throw shade at a coworker with my other coworkers. Thankfully she didn’t recognize me because I was wearing the mask that Nonnie made me and also a hat.
Found the right bottle, went to check out. I handed the clerk my ID since I hadn’t been checked out by her before, and her coworker made a comment like “it’s much harder with the masks.” I get it, I have my OLCC license, I know the rules. But it still felt like they thought I was part of a sting operation. I’m used to getting carded, I have a baby face. You can’t tell under the mask, so that joke gets nowhere right now. Got my booze, and headed home.
Got home, realized I have no propane for my grill, and was a little sad I couldn’t make a steak for my birthday. Oh well, I still have noodles. That can be tomorrow’s adventure: “Swapping Propane Tanks Like An Adult”
One of the things I’ve most been looking forward to has been mowing the lawn. On Monday when my car was parked on the gravel pad (not where I usually park) and it was glaringly obvious that my grass was very long. Today, one of my “treat yo-self” things was mowing the lawn. I’m such a dad and I don’t have kids.
My lawnmower is battery powered. Usually I mow the front yard in two rounds, right about down the middle. Gives me a little break while the battery charges. Today, though, for whatever reason, the battery lasted the entire time. It didn’t turn red until I had two or three little passes left. Weird. Although, I didn’t mow the sand filter or the side yard. Sand filter I want to get a little longer, side yard I found a squirrel skeleton last year (must have fallen from a tree during the winter and partially decomposed) and haven’t dealt with that. Sort of want it to just go away on its own. It won’t, I know, but I still didn’t want to do it. Plus, if I did the side yard then I’d have to do the back, and I was just not ready for that today.
I got as close as I could to the rocks and trees, but it looks half-assed. I definitely need to get a weed eater of the same brand so I can reuse the charger I already have.
I also cleaned out my car. If you’ve ever ridden with me you know that stuff just accumulates. This car, while being the nicest thing I’ve ever owned, has also been the cleanest. So while there wasn’t a lot of junk/trash floating around, it still had a lot of stuff. Set the back seats back up, organized the trunk area (or whatever you call it in a wagon), and just organized everything.
Neighbor Dave dropped by while I was cleaning, turns out one of the trees on my property is dying/dead and in danger of hitting his house when the storms start to hit. He wants to proactively get it cut down. I didn’t actually know that was on my property, so that was news, but I offered to help with the cost of getting the pros out here to do it safely. Maybe I should have offered to do the whole thing? I don’t know. When I go outside I am focused, either going to the trash can or the car. Not a lot of observation going on. I also need more adulty adults to tell me exactly what they want me to do. If he had said that it was on my property and I should pay to get it removed because it was endangering his house, I would have done that. But the way the conversation went it sounded like he was going to do it and just wanted my permission to cut it down.
Finished cleaning the car, decided that was enough for one day, and just messed around on my phone for a while. Made some margaritas, as is my tradition, and have just been hanging out.
Dad texted me, Mom (and my aunty Jody and Morgan) video-chatted, so I got to talk with my family today. So many texts I need to return, as well as Facebook posts.
Overall, today was great. I got to eat one of my favorite foods, do a very Dad Thing, start cleaning up my life, and now I’m going to play some video games and eat leftover noodles.
Today was kind of a big day! My stomach felt better, I was primed to do homework, didn’t, it was great!
I did get out of the house today, but I was most excited when I checked the mail. So that’s going to be the first bit.
After I got back from town, I went to check the mail. I can’t remember if I wrote about it, but Informed Delivery said I had something from the OSU survey center. I watched the governor’s press conference last week where she mentioned the state was partnering with OSU to create a voluntary study of either 10k or 100k Oregonians to test for The Rona. That’s something I’m on the fence about. I would like to do my part and also just know if I get it, but at the same time I really don’t want to take that test. Nothing larger than my finger should be inserted into my nose farther than my finger can go. If I do get invited for the study, I think I’d do it For Science. But I haven’t even been chosen for jury duty, I doubt I would make the list.
Turns out, it was just a survey for ODOT regarding the state of the highways. Cool, I can do that. I live on the edge of the district so a lot of those highways I don’t actually ever use. But I’m glad to do my part. ODOT does a good job overall, in my opinion, so I’m happy to provide feedback.
ANYWAY. The reason I was so excited about the mail: my grandma sent me a birthday card and a HOMEMADE MASK!!! She also wrote a little note on the bag the mask was in, in her disgustingly perfect cursive that I cannot get my handwriting to look anything like, that it was pre-washed and put into the bag with her gloved hand so it was safe to put on as-is. Of course I immediately put it on because she made it for me!
Like the quote block below, I had something in mind that conveyed my pure joy at a hand-made thing but my Google-fu has apparently weakened after almost 2 months not at work. I will find it and update the post.
She printed a card with a nice little note with some cash. Every time I get a card I want to call and say thank you because that’s what you do when someone sends you a gift, but it’s late when I usually open mail and then it slips my mind for a few days and then enough time passes that it would be more awkward to call. So then I just feel like an inconsiderate grandkid. Non, I know you read these, so please accept this as my apology for not calling and my thanks! I swear I’m not trying to be an inconsiderate jerk! I do still have your number memorized, there’s only like 5 I know and yours and Dad’s are two of them!
I swear I have a comic to go here that is apt and kinda funny, but I’ve spent 30 minutes searching for it and can’t find it. Will update later.
Around 3 I was seriously craving tacos so I went to work to see if the food truck was open. Amazing tacos. Walked around the main building, nowhere to be found. Went to the other spot I thought it would be, also not there.
Ran into a few friends from work and spent a very long time catching up. Because I haven’t seen these people in two months. We kept our distance (and I had a mask), so everything was on the up-and-up. Beyond that physical distancing hangout a month and a half ago, these peeps were the only other humans I’ve seen in person since the shutdown. Naturally, I was too excited to make coherent sentences. I swear I’m like a dog. See a person and just get overloaded by excitement. Woof.
Finally got my noodles! After finishing catching up with peeps, met up with the best frand at the local Mongolian BBQ. With all the restrictions, I figured it’d be easier to just order online and pick it up. We chatted from our cars while waiting, I missed the text saying it was ready by 10 minutes. Picked it up, got gas, and then we went to the parking garage to continue our physical distancing hangout.
I love this restaurant, we eat there enough the owner considers us regulars. But this time I ordered a beef broccoli bowl, and there was zero sauce. They cooked it just in water. A little let down by that, but there was nowhere to put the sauces I wanted when I ordered it.
Oh well. I got some noodles, and since I didn’t eat it all I now can reheat it on my own and fry it up with some more sauces. It won’t be the same, but this was a learning experience. Next time I’ll just build my own bowl, I know I can put in my desired sauces then. Sauce.
Tomorrow is my birthday! The weather is going to be gorgeous (it didn’t rain/snow today like it was forecasted) so I get to mow the lawn! Looking a little shaggy, neighbor across the street is showing me up. Going to fix that.
Still seriously considering going to Taco Bell tomorrow for their taco box and inviting friends to drive by and pick up a taco. Then I can fulfill my dog-like tendencies and be super excited to see them. I’ll find a way to do it safely so we maintain proper distancing.
I need to pick up stuff for margaritas, that was a thing I did last year and it seems like a good tradition to have for my birthday. I can use the cash Nonnie sent! Thanks, Non! Tequila!!!
Megan and I always race to be the first one to text the other on their birthday. A few minutes ago she sent the following:
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA TIME DIFFERENCES
She lives in Montana. So, not late. YOU GOTS 30 MINUTES, MEGA!
Mom will either text right at midnight (meaning it’s a race between the two of them to be the first) or she’ll wait until the actual time I was actually born. WHO WILL WIN THIS YEAR?!?!!?!
Okay, time to end this post. Going to ring in my day with some Apex. Just need 4 battle pass levels a day to hit level 88; thus, free next season.
No, not real normalcy. Just a return to feeling better in general. Like yeah for the last few weeks I’ve been more or less okay, but every once in a while that sneaky panic creeps in and just kinda shuts you down, you know?
But, as we near the end of the work shutdown it’s helping a lot. Knowing that there is an end within sight. While things will definitely be different for the foreseeable future, my life will have structure again, and that’s all that matters.
Since I was feeling more okay about stuff, I finally finished and returned the practice test for my database class. The instructor returned it with corrections (only a couple wrong things) but hasn’t yet approved the second attempt of the actual test.
But, hey. I’ve got these classes left:
AND THEN I’M DONE. I just need to keep this feeling of normal long enough to knock them all out. Honestly, the hardest ones are going to be the math from the current term (but now that I’ve found my calculator that should be much better), and the web development one because I’m terrible with CSS.
A Rant About the Restrictiveness of Subscriptions
As a Millennial, it’s kind of my job to have subscriptions to services, right? Like, I have Hulu, Netflix, Sling, Spotify, Quip, Amazon Prime, Creative Cloud, and a bunch more that I can’t think of right now. That’s a lot. Why does everything need to be a subscription? From a business standpoint I get it, subscriptions generate guaranteed income.
The following paragraphs brought to you by Yesterday Joe who just wanted to read an article relating to the coronavirus:
Apple News+ is such bullshit. I’m almost annoyed enough to get a subscription but that just plays into their plan. Especially stuff relating to the virus, that shouldn’t be behind a paywall. It’s a public health emergency, let me read all related information for free. Because I am a public and I have my health to worry about.
At least twice a week I see an article that I would like to read, but it’s subscription only. I get it, Apple and the news outlets need to make money somehow, but I already have subscriptions to so many things. I want to have less subscriptions. But I can’t. Hulu and Netflix have different things, some stuff is only on HBO GO or whatever.
I think that speaks for itself. Drinky Yesterday Joe, and all.
So much stuff now is behind a paywall. I’m lucky enough to have a job where theoretically I can afford all these different things, but that creates an inequality in society. “Only those that can afford all these disparate services shall know the information.”
Again, I get it, it’s capitalism and everyone needs to make money somehow, but it’s definitely not fair. And then those same companies get upset that multiple people are sharing accounts. Because not everyone can afford them, Susan! It’s so much more accessible for one person to pay (or a group of people pay one person a smaller amount) than paying for your own account.
Let’s say I shared all of my streaming accounts (Hulu, Netflix, Spotify, Sling) with three friends. That’s $70 for one person, but if the other three throw me $17.50 every month then that’s much more manageable. I’ve been there. That other $50 could have been all I could afford for food. Again, I’m not in that place any more and am grateful I don’t have to deal with that, but still. I must pay close to $200 a month in various things. Past Joe working as much as possible but still not able to fully pay rent on time would never have been able to afford that. And then Apple wants to charge me however much for “premium” access to a global pandemic? I’m really close to explicitly saying something here, I hope you can infer where I’m going because I don’t want to say it outright.
This will definitely be revisited. Drinky Yesterday Joe was mostly upset that stuff relating to the virus isn’t available.
I think I did a pretty good job with putting the daily reflections up top. Maybe one day I can forego this section. Not today, though.
Woke up late today for some reason. Well, the reason is my alarm went off at 9, I was having some good dreams, so I went back to sleep. Because why not, I’m not working right now.
Made a coffee, did some Facebooking, got caught up on the Internet, and then finished working on my practice test. Submitted, and then was like, “Well, got to wait for the teacher to grade that so I’ll just play some Minecraft for a couple hours!”
That was at 3. By 6 I realized I was finally hungry, so I popped a pizza in the oven and kept playing. Next thing I knew it was 9. Made some good progress in the game and started working on my first mine (I literally need one diamond to finish my AFK fish farm).
Well, time to sign off the computer and keep cracking on my Apex goal of battle pass level 88 so I don’t have to pay $10 for the next season! That’d just be ONE MORE THING I WOULD SPEND MONEY ON. </rant>