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Spent the day on my couch with a bad cold watch the Vacation movies and pondering their continuity issues.
 
Woke up at 2pm. This is the second week of Phenergan for my insomnia, and it's officially my last. I don't get to sleep any sooner on it, but when I do sleep I'm under for twelve or fourteen hours at a time. Phenergan is not for me.
 
MerriedxReldnahc said:
At about 2 in the morning I woke up with a sudden flash of memory of a book I read about 15 years ago that was so weird I thought I was just dreaming that I read a book like that, or perhaps it was one of several childhood memories that I'm pretty sure were just vivid hallucinations. But the more I thought the more I realized that I did in fact read a book called "The Day My Butt Went Psycho". Basically in this book, everyone's ass is sentient and can detach itself from your body, running around on their little ass-legs and performing various nefarious deeds. It's such a problem that there are specially trained Butthunters who chase down and subdue rouge asses. The protagonist's own ass has betrayed him and is leading this mass ass-insurrection and a plan involving some kind of shit volcano. Also once your ass abandons you, you can't poop. So all these famous Butthunters who have forsaken their natural asses, now wear a prosthetic self-wiping ass so they can still poop becasue this book is fucking weird.

So when I finally decided to use Google to make sure that I'm not going insane, I discovered that some Canadian people thought that this book was good enough to be make into a cartoon.
Oh boy.
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To be fair this looks a lot less horrifying than what I invisioned while reading the books, but this Butch Hartman-esque assman is pretty horrifying.
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This is the kind of weird shit I would come up with when I was 10-12. Welp, at least it's nice to know there are some kindred spirits out there...
 
Today I learned that layering resin and painting the cured layers makes me look super competent at painting.
Like holy shit I may actually post a painting on the farms for once.

Not Bob Ross, but still decent.

Also Peewee's liver is allowing her to feel well enough to try to get into the paint and resin, apparently. She's not cured, but she's better. So IlI' take what I can get.
 
Today I have been told that I have no cavities on all my four wisdom teeth. Twice, by two dentists.

At least I can keep them without being nagged to get it extracted.
 
Today I returned to Tumblr after taking a break for shitshow days, only to discover they made my browsing format imposible ><'
(Explanation: I had some a random big number entered as page #, so I could scroll "back" to the newest posts, see things in chronological order AND pause whenever. Now it redirects to the page 1 no mater what T_T)
 
Today I passed someone I used to know on the street, who at one time caused me a lot of problems, stress and anguish for many years. I was surprised that I felt nothing towards him when I saw him today. At this point in my life, he's just not important enough to hate. Hate is too powerful of an emotion to waste on someone like him. I must admit, it felt rather nice.
 
Today I was told by my dentist that I'll have to get a root canal for my cracked tooth. And to think this happened because I was flossing of all things.
 
Today I have received my new hair extensions and found out that being in pursuit of viewpoints that Google doesn't agree with will get me a warning on my screen to tell me where the documentary I was watching's funding came from. Fuck off Google, I know Al Jazeera isn't funded by the West, I just wanted to know who the real Lockerbie bomber was.
 
Drank coffee, walked the dog, drank more coffee, surfed the interwebs, drank more coffee and am about to drink more coffee. Some peeing was also done (on both my part and my dog) Waiting for the bitch to go to sleep so I can clean the floor without her trying to play with the handle.
 
Found that a, uh, metal thingie I use in our convection oven to heat up nuggets (as they heat up better and more even standing up) was among the things in the Pile™ (vacuum claner, some kitchen stuff and empty water bottles, arranged in an unstable way on the floor in mom's room, very dusty), unwashed. Fucking gross. I wonder, if I really move out, how much time would it get for mom to go full-on hoarder?
 
Today the power went out for 6 hours because some backwoods yokel ran his truck in to a power line, knocking out the power for our little town. Thank god we had candles till the sun came up. Merry Christmas.
 
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