I seem to have "made friends" with some dumb ass on Tumblr.
I can't decide if they're just stupid or if they're mansplaining to me.
Checked in on Tumblr for the first time in almost a week only to find my ask full of anon hate.
I totally deserve it. I'm gonna keep publishing it when it comes in because I deserve to look at it and remember what a horrible person I am.
Renal appointment on the 9th. Maybe I'll stop taking my pills again after that. Speed this whole rejection/death thing up a little since I'm too much of a pussy to do it all at once.
Quick updates, incase there's anyone out there who still gives a fuck.
Had a kidney biopsy on Monday to see what the hell the kidney is up to. Acute failure for the win! Who the hell knows.
Father continues to be a lazy pile I want to smother in his sleep.
Mom continues to enable his shitty behaviour.
Tore ANOTHER pair of pant beyond repair on the STACKS of his hoardings in the basement. Dad doesn't care/won't do shit to get rid of anything. Mom will continue to ignore his issues, as always.
Work is work. At least it's permanent now. Would like hours to pick up, here's hoping Easter does the trick.
I can't decide if it's the Agent Carter fandom that is a bunch of shitty cry babies or if it's just the Tumblr faction of the fandom I've been exposed to. (Seriously, with the amount of bitching over the musical number in the last episode, I thought the WHOLE episode was going to be music numbers, not just that one scene.)
I am exhausted and pissed off by life in this house, but what the hell else is new.
You know what I miss?
I miss having talent.
I also miss having an OTP that made me want to write.
6 NEW HOURS OF GILMORE GIRLS COMING ON NETFLIX WITH AMY SHERMAN-PALLADINO AT THE HELM.
Fuck you, random follower of someone I follow. I really don't give a shit what you think about my reblog comments or that I offended your precious sensibilities. If the OP has a problem, they can come to me and we'll deal with it. If they can't be bothered, it must not be that important.
Go get your feathers ruffled elsewhere because I just Don't. Fucking. Care.
It is 9:30 on a Friday night and I am putting serious consideration into just going to sleep now because I am so fucking bored.
TeamCarter has better dubsmashes, but Team SHIELD has a better charity.
THAT'S about the only reason TeamCarter is losing.