This Has Never Been So Relevant To My Life Right Now.

This has never been so relevant to my life right now.

things to do when your day's been bad

lie down on the floor beside your bed

take a shower, use the good soap

listen to a song you liked ages ago

write your thoughts out in all caps

draw a head and then 'decorate' that head however you're feeling (I drew a man with a hole for a face. It worked)

listen to a song and try to focus on one (1) instrument at a time, baseline, drums, guitar, another guitar, repeating sound effect

wash your face

take a nap or go to bed early

call someone. tell them about your horrible day or let them talk about theirs or both

go through your camera roll (specifically the screenshots folder)

go through your saved instagram posts / tumblr likes

watch That One Really Great Live Performance of That Artist You Love, then read the comments of everyone having great taste like you do

cry a little about it

remember that this day will end and another will begin. it'll be all new, never experienced before, no bad things will have happened, and you'll be okay.

As the child of a librarian, I grew up in the library. I was reading by the age of 2, and my mom ended up relenting and allowing me full access to the library early. Did I abuse that? Absolutely. In small towns, even librarians have opinions about appropriateness of books, especially for their own kids, but I was indeed signed off to have access to the entire library at 9, so as long as my mom didn't see me with it, I was gonna read it. I was, and still am, a sponge for knowledge.

Omg! This! 100× this! And that at 40 things will change and it will confuse the hell out of you. I went from a harbinger of doom migraine for the period to it moving to announcing my ovulation instead, and it was insane and unexpected and essentially overnight. I went from one month feeling like absolute disaster right before the period to the next month being surprised by my period because the harbinger was gone, other than the slight mood thing (and that first month it could easily be explained away by jet lag) and then it socking me a couple weeks later during ovulation. Discover that there is a such thing as Mittleschmertz. Like PMS but for ovulation, and some people with ovaries suffer with that. Apparently, my 40s are gonna be a whole new adventure in learning my body all over again.

I love you so much I hope we get reborn as housecats who sleep together like puzzle pieces

I had a discussion with my mom tonight about the upcoming solar eclipse on Monday and found out exactly how much audacity the local Chamber of Commerce has.

You see, my mom works for the town library, and the library, as a member of said organization, was asked to wait to provide free eclipse viewing glasses until the Chamber had the chance to sell some for a profit.

The asking price?

$50!!! Fifty fucking dollars!!!!

For the cardboard piece of shit glasses that you can buy at the Wal-Mart 4 pair for 5 bucks or get for free with an Eclipse slush at Sonic!

The fucking audacity!

We are in the path of totality here and will be in it for just under 4 minutes, so the price of everything has soared for the weekend, including hotel rooms at our 2 just barest of okeyest hotels, has skyrocketed.

The price on those hotel rooms?

Starts at $675 a night this weekend. Starts there!

That, and most of the surrounding area hotels are sold out at those prices. We are not metropolitan, just rural with a little bit of industrial mixed in. We should not at all be able to command that pricing.

One of the local churches wants fifty bucks to park in their parking lot to watch it, and a few other places around followed suit. Private residents want anywhere from ten to fifty dollars to park on their property.

The gas prices here are up because of a predicted peak in use. There's an Eclipse Festival at the fairgrounds this weekend, with bands playing all weekend, and the pricing on it seems to be the only reasonably priced thing in the entire racket.

Our entire city collectively lost their minds in a money grab over this eclipse thing.

I worked at Burger King while I was in high school and one day, after working the drive thru window for 12 days in a row over the summer break, I answered the phone at home "Thank you for choosing Burger King. Would you like to try a combo meal today?" My brother died laughing on the couch, and my mom was laughing from the other room. The person on the phone was my aunt, who was very confused by my statement and question. When she said, "whaaat?" I said "oops. I mean hello, Diva residence"

I worked with toddlers and pre schoolers for three years. Sometimes I accidentally slip and tell a friend to say bye to an inanimate object (“say bye bus!”) & occasionally they unthinkingly just do it.