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Cake day: May 9th, 2026

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  • It’s really hard for me to meet people when it’s like “what do you do” and I answer and they say “how is that” and I answer and then they ask where I’m from and then say it’s rainy.
    I don’t think people hate small talk so much as they hate it when people are bad at small talk. A lot of awkward people will barrage you with questions and you don’t even get the opportunity to ask them the question back because they just keep peppering you.




  • Babe I have two eyes, two ears, and a heart that yearns for honesty and knowledge. I know people can sound robotic too, and there are corporate scripts, and autism is a factor, but good lord. If there was an alien wearing human-esque skin suit standing in front of you I don’t think you’d be able to tell it from an actual person and that’s just sad.


  • I was driving through western Washington near Idaho recently, scrolling through the radio to see what they had going on out there, and the song literally went “find you a girl who loves her daddy, and talkin bout babies makes her happy” likeeee cmon this is straight up Christian white nationalism dog-whistle, let us be honest with ourselves.

    I love Lucinda Williams





  • Bro during my intership I called a couple students into my office to say hey, you made a mistake, this is rife with typos, you didn’t even fill out this section, and they took it so badly. I was shocked. We were only a couple years apart in age but seriously they acted like they had a limp whenever you asked anyone to do anything.

    A standout was when a patient’s BMI was recorded as 6,000 (obviously imopossible) and we all had a good chuckle about it and then I asked them to go find a a nurse to fix it because we didn’t know how to/didn’t have access on our end, and they gave me shocked pikachu faces. Like okay, you can’t correct that yourselves, what can you do…crickets. They pushed back so hard against anything I told them to do. It was my first experience managing people and they were acting like I was weird and bad and wrong for trying to tell them to do normal hospital stuff. So then I feel like the bad guy











  • I’m not a lawyer, path diverged, but it was both hilarious and devastating what went on in that office. I’d turn in initial briefs (my job way back then was to read through all their medical notes and then turn them into something readable for the law types) and it was just like “this guy has needed a new wheelchair for 2 fuckin years, assholes,” and then I’d find the specs of the different wheelchairs that would be more suitable, and then my lovely old boss would call me into the office and say “hey, that’s not how we word things, let’s have you go over my edits” and we’d trade back and forth until my vitriol married his professionalism.

    A scathing legal brief is so exciting to read. You’re on the edge of your seat like it’s a final match in [insert your preferred sport] like GET EM!" Good times.

    I hope you’re doing okay, message me if you want to vent about the SSDI process or anything! I’m not in it now tho