Geez, I know owning a cat can cost you a lot of money, but giving your cat tires???
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Whine like a baby, now with 500% more drama!
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your cat needed 600 dollars in tires?
GasBandit
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As always, I am awesome at typing.
figmentPez
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I didn't know there was a mandatory re-tire-ment age for cats.
Lady comes down just before 4am. Noise from the furnace has kept her up all night. "Sounds like popcorn. But when you turn it off it's worse." Doesn't want to move because the kids are asleep. Which rules out my first option. So I offer to go take a look. Heater is fine, but I do hear plinking, popcorn-ish sounds from outside. Did I mention it's raining? I go out to see if there's anything I can move to quiet things down,
It's coming from the gutter... right above their window.
It's coming from the gutter... right above their window.
So APPARENTLY-my township no longer takes recyclables from barrels...such as the perfectly good plastic barrel I've been using for recycling for the past couple years. So NOW-I have a full barrel of fucking recyclables, that I'm going to divide between 2 and a half blue barrels. It WOULD be the equivalent of 3 barrels, but the jack-ass recycle people fucking BROKE one of them because GRAH I'm mad!
Lung inflammation or in the little joints along the sternum?
Sounds unpleasant for sure. Take it easy!
Sounds unpleasant for sure. Take it easy!
Either on my heart, or the areas surrounding it, because all those areas were sensitive to outside touch. Lungs were fine on X-Ray from last time, so they are not an issue.
That’s really scary! I hope it’s resolved soon.
It's at least less scary than heart disease, so hopefully this is all it is, since it's very very unlikely for a more serious heart problem to just randomly show up out of no where.
TMI: And as another thing that I saw on my lab work, because it shows up on my healthcare app as soon as it's complete, is that I'm pretty sure I should expect a call from my doctor at some point today telling me to pick up another prescription for the UTI that I think popped up on my urine test. Yay being a woman.
The first time I had one is how I learned I was allergic to sulfa. That was unfun.
Sulfa drugs are also used as disease modifying agents for my type of arthritis. Which is how I learned of my allergy 
I had the swollen face, mouth and hives way which I think is universal?
I won't mention how many times I screamed "But what if she's allergic Senku?!"
Please don't.
I'm probably going to be alone this christmas. I don't want to go to Vero's parents house. I prefer to be alone than to spend four hours sitting talking to nobody until dinner and then spend the rest of the night sitting talking to nobody until Vero decides to go home. Vero is silently angry about my decision.
Well, spent Christmas with my mom and her side of the family. This morning I was chatting my mom, an aunt and my brother and somehow the subject of human sexuality came up. My aunt showed me my uncle's trans grand-daughter from another marriage and they, my mom and my aunt, kept calling her he, etc. All I said was it was the least respect you could show her to just use the pronouns she prefers. That was fine. I tried to espouse the complexity of human sexuality and they're pretty open minded in general about that stuff for 65+ year old women.
Then my mom says something that hurt me a lot but I know it wasn't her fault. That she couldn't understand how someone could be bisexual and that she doesn't think she could ever understand how one of them thinks and that she was thankful she had 3 boys that were three men that were heterosexual just to save them from all the issues that society imposes on people who aren't.
My family still doesn't know, and I know they wouldn't be angry or upset if they knew, it just still hurts to hear loved ones talk like that about who you really are.
Then my mom says something that hurt me a lot but I know it wasn't her fault. That she couldn't understand how someone could be bisexual and that she doesn't think she could ever understand how one of them thinks and that she was thankful she had 3 boys that were three men that were heterosexual just to save them from all the issues that society imposes on people who aren't.
My family still doesn't know, and I know they wouldn't be angry or upset if they knew, it just still hurts to hear loved ones talk like that about who you really are.
I know it's hurtful, but just keep in mind she isn't trying to actively hurt you. Her stance, that she's glad people in her family aren't gay/bi/trans/etc because it would be hard for them is a common one that a lot of family don't realize is hurtful. In my family, my grandparents often took this stance, and it wasn't until they had a plethora of gay grand and great-grand children (they had 10 kids, so there's a -lot- of grandkids) for them to finally realize how limited their view was.
Also, I'm not sure I can articulate this properly in English, but "I'm glad my son/grandson/etc isn't gay/bi/trans/etc" doesn't necessarily mean they personally wouldn't accept it. "Given the social stigma still attached to [minority], I'm glad my [family member] isn't burdened/challenged by being part of [minority]" is a valid way of reading that sentence.
Given that being a black guy in the Southern USA in the 1950s was difficult, I'm glad my son isn't a black guy in the Southern USA in the 1950s. That doesn't mean I have something against black men in the South in the '50s, just that I'm glad they don't have to scale that particular mountain.
Of course, since being a black man in the '50s - or being gay, bi, or whatever - isn't a choice, this can still be hurtful and isn't a very useful comment. I'm glad my [family member] isn't mentally or physically impaired, too, but if they were, I wouldn't love them any less - saddened by their problems, at most.
Given that being a black guy in the Southern USA in the 1950s was difficult, I'm glad my son isn't a black guy in the Southern USA in the 1950s. That doesn't mean I have something against black men in the South in the '50s, just that I'm glad they don't have to scale that particular mountain.
Of course, since being a black man in the '50s - or being gay, bi, or whatever - isn't a choice, this can still be hurtful and isn't a very useful comment. I'm glad my [family member] isn't mentally or physically impaired, too, but if they were, I wouldn't love them any less - saddened by their problems, at most.
The problem is, that's what they think they're saying, but really they're just admitting their own bigotries. It's one of those ways people rationalize their own prejudices, often without realizing it.
I dunno. Maybe? I can certainly understand that it is still hurtful, and may indicate personal bigotry. It is certainly a mindset that can help reinforce or maintain socially ingrained prejudices, and I'm not claiming it's a good or positive mentality - if everyone hopes not to be confronted with X, X will remain a taboo and something to be ashamed of or hidden away, which is obviously not what one should want. But I think it's hard to go straight from one to the other. If bisexuality or homosexuality was 100% completely socially accepted in her social circles and there was no bias/social backlash towards it, would she still hope none of her (grand)children were gay? It indicates a "doesn't want to rock the boat" mentality, but not necessarily a strong personal prejudice, I think. Again, this doesn't mean it is or isn't hurtful, or harmful.
I tried to explain a similar thing to a coworker this week when she wondered why someone would have removed my spot on purpose knowing that I have a permit.
Short answer: people can be really careless with their words/actions when they haven’t been there themselves and it hurts.
Long answer: later when I’m not so gross from whatever plague got me.
Short answer: people can be really careless with their words/actions when they haven’t been there themselves and it hurts.
Long answer: later when I’m not so gross from whatever plague got me.