2025-03-28

3/28/25

So, I’m embarrassed, but not for a good reason. It’s been a TOUGH day. Said goodbye to my therapist. Then worked.

Then accidentally spilled soda on my power strip enough that it literally began buzzing and smoking. Cautiously but frantically (until today, I would not have thought you could do something both cautiously and frantically, but sure enough, it is possible), I unplugged every single plug on that strip and moved it to the other room, then called 911, keeping my cool, and they said as long as it was unplugged, it was cooling, and the wall platform was not hot, I shuld be okay.

Then decided I was going to pay a TaskRabbiter. You see, I’ve been having big vertigo for a while. I think it’s Mounjaro, honestly: my weight has DROPPED, and I think my blood pressure and diabetes meds are now just clobbering me. But seven or eight garbage bags had piled up in my kitchen, and like a lot of people, I was flat out ashamed of it. But today I was like “fuck it” and owned the shame, and now the garbage bags are all gone and I have a fresh start, and hopefully we’ll tweak the vertigo away shortly.

And you know, I’m very big on avoiding a term I’ve called “stolen valor” after faking veteran status. I don’t want to “steal valor” from people who are disabled or have various issues. But I think I need to admit that very temporarily, I’m experiencing some disability — so it was okay for me to not be able to handle all those built-up garbage bags. Plus, you know, paying a guy, I’m not stealing anyone’s resources.

I am really fucking ready for the weekend, though.

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