I work in EMS. I will be at work on Friday. I want to participate in the general strike, but if someone in my community dies or has a worse outcome because my ambulance isn’t in service then I feel like it is defeating the purpose of a general strike which has the ultimate goal of helping the general public. I have just determined to not spend any money and to express solidarity with anyone who is participating or speak out if I hear any negativity towards the strike.

I love candy corn. I like sticking it onto my front upper incisors like I’m some weird harvest vampire. Yes I’m an adult.

It doesn’t hail in the winter, and hail is larger. Hail comes down in pellets due to the fact that it’s made by water droplets falling down, getting blown back up into a cold cloud, freezing, getting blown back up to freeze some more, and so on until it’s heavy enough to overcome the updraft and fall to the ground. Sleet is like rain that freezes as its falling, but doesn’t become the soft gentle snow, and the difference between sleet and freezing rain is that freezing rain is liquid until it hits a frozen surface.

Yes, around here the difference between freezing rain and sleet is that freezing rain is liquid until it lands and it freezes on contact with a cold surface and sleet is solid as it comes down.

If its winter, you walk outside and the precipitation is very loud and stings like hell when it hits you it’s sleet.

Rise Against is always my “The world is fucked I’m so mad” band. All their stuff is great, but Re-education(Through Labor), The First Drop, and Mourning in America are so incredible and so relevant.

I’m a woman and I’m all about doing things for the people I love, but I don’t really cook. I’ll happily unclog a shower drain, put together furniture, change your spark plugs, but I hate cooking. Nothing makes me feel attracted to someone quite like when they cook for me; it makes me feel so loved. I joke that the worst part of being single is having to make my own dinner and do my own grocery shopping. I eat so simply now because I refuse to actually cook for just myself.

If a dragon flew overhead right now I’d be absolutely delighted, run outside waving and shrieking “OMG look everyone it’s a fucking dragon I can’t believe it I’m so excited” and promptly be incinerated by said dragon.

I mean, it’s mostly the older range of the spectrum, but I’ve absolutely seen 50-something year olds become acutely confused suddenly and ultimately get diagnosed with a UTI.

Source: 8 years in EMS. I get called by panicked family members all the time.

Older people (like 50s and above) often get acutely confused as the first symptom of a UTI. They’ll go to work, come home, and then an hour later they’re arguing with the clothing in their closet because they think it’s a family member and talking to faces they see in the walls. If your older family member just out of the blue starts acting “crazy” with no history of psych problems, drug abuse, or dementia, it could be something serious like a stroke, but it’s probably a UTI. UTIs also go septic super fast in older people so they definitely need treated sooner rather than later.

I work in healthcare. I’ve been spending a lot of time studying, listening to podcasts, and improving my healthcare knowledge and trying to be a better provider for my patients. You know, do better for the little bit of community I can affect.

I also go to the gym a lot and I’ve started doing a martial art. Get my physical body in shape and get myself out of my head. It gets me to stop thinking of the world and my own problems for a while.

I have to work in person and I’m jealous of people who have jobs that they can work from home, but I despise traffic and the less people on the road the better for the environment and the less stressful for everyone who is on the road, so I’m all for everyone who can and wants to WFH being able to WFH. Everyone has different circumstances, and we shouldn’t all have to share the same misery just because.

Lol I actually grew up near where the movie took place and now I feel stupid for never thinking about the humidity factor. Summer in PA is underestimated by those who think “it’s the northeastern US, how bad can it get?”. For those of you who don’t know, most summer days you can see the humidity and you’re drenched in sweat about 2 minutes after you exit a cool shower.

I work a 2 week rotating schedule. 6 nights on/8 night weekend. My 6 days are all in a row, Thursday - Tuesday. I work 2 - 16 hour shifts and 4 - 12 hour shifts which gives me 40 hours in 3 days and 80 hours in 6 days for my 2 week work week. I can pick up 2 16 hour shifts on my “weekend”, get 32 hours of OT, and still have 6 days off. It’s exhausting but I love it. When I’m really short money I’ve worked as many as 7 of my days off and really killed the OT. The downside is that when I work 16 hour shifts I only have time for about 3-4 hours of sleep between shifts what with commuting and showering and eating and getting ready for work and all so it can sometimes be brutal if I pick up too many back to back (I’ve done 3 or 4 in a row and by the end I just want to die).

The anime women are the worst. I don’t like anime, and I’m a heterosexual woman. I don’t want to see my feed consisting of endless half naked anime women. No thanks. Make them go away and stay away.

“Why this company specifically?”

“Because I’ve applied for 40 jobs, and you are the only one to call me back. I don’t even know what you do.”

2025 was also not great for me. Lots of bad stuff, and I lost the last of my friends in 2025 (not dead, just not friends anymore) and my family and relationships are long gone. I’m tired of being completely alone with no one to talk to or even just hang out with. When midnight came tonight I was sitting with one of my two cats on my lap, the only living things I have left. I looked at my cat and said well bud we made it through 2025, here’s hoping 2026 goes better. My wish is to make a friend.

I hope it goes better for you too.

I am proud of the fact that after years of being inactive (partially due to laziness, partially due to health issues that I’ve finally found a doctor who was willing to help me take care of) I rejoined the gym a few weeks ago and have been going regularly. It’s too soon to say I’ve made a habit of it, but it’s already the only good part of my week and I look forward to it, so I’m hoping I can stick with it despite my crazy work and school schedule. I miss being strong and fit.

Wow, congratulations, you should be proud of yourself. I can’t imagine your road here was easy. (No sarcasm intended).

On one hand, in 2009 I had hope my life would eventually improve and I would have a chance to be happy someday.

On the other hand, I was still a teenager and stuck living with my parents. I would rather be hopeless and paying half my income in rent than live with my abusive mother again.

Winnie the Pooh! The episode where they fall down the wishing well instilled in me a lifelong fascination with wishing wells.

I also used to watch a lot of the old Thomas the Tank Engine