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Well…. we talked about it yesterday. Jason and me. We were distressed that Sneezles was distressed. We were upset that he was upset. We were suffering because he was suffering. At 3:15 am, some of that was resolved. Sneezles’s body finally gave out. Jason was with him till the end. He brushed, petted, watched, and Read more
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….. Sneezles (the cat) hasn’t eaten anything in nearly a week. Or, at least about a week. He barely moves. Barely drinks. I think he mews when he doesn’t see anyone for a while or just when he has strength to do so. Quite clearly, he won’t be around for much longer. And there’s nothing Read more
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My word of the week is – psyops. A psyops is a psychological manipulation that causes an audience to change their behavior, thinking, culture, and objective. These manipulations are created through media, government, organizations, and foreign powers. My current list includes, but is not limited to: – Body positivity– GMOs– LGBT– Ultra Processed Foods– Climate Read more
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Jason is in Indy until Thursday evening. The state is having its annual get together where they all get drunk… I guess. They network and go to random seminars and whatnot on the tax payer dime. I think it’s good. It’s good for him to get out, although I wish he would have remembered to Read more
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I have so many thoughts going through my head that I’m crazy. But this is a different type of crazy from the usual crazy. I guess it’s a more controlled crazy. It’s a more realized and manageable one since…. finally… I got my brain tumor and some answers. I don’t remember if I wrote in Read more
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A couple of days ago, I felt almost broken. Not fully broken mentally or physically. Just severely cracked. I think I was feeling kind of peaceful. Kind of accepting. There wasn’t a reason to struggle or fret. I certainly wasn’t in the ‘everything will be okay’ camp but was just tired. It takes a lot Read more
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I’m in a unique situation. I’m the oldest of three siblings, who are all in their 40s, who still get along with each other. I think that’s something my dad never dreamed possible when he is, in part, responsible for our unity. Sure, we think and say bad things about each other every now and Read more
