omg what if we named animals after the sound they make like in pokemon
“take the bark for a walk”
“hey could you feed the meows”
“hey look at all those moos”
woah thats one big PPFKEJGKRTLYKTPLFPLPTLTPPLLF
|—||Chris Leavins, “Thursdays at Ten”|
Okay, 15 and a half hours later, I’ve woken back up from the Klonopin. Both of my arms hurt. The tetanus/diptheria shot didn’t hurt at the time, but it’s right above a pre-existing bruise, so it’s like they’re compounding there. Ow. Ow. Well I didn’t panic or stay crying or any of my usual vaccine antics, but I’d be interested to see how I do next time.
Also, one of the things I put on my phone for the occasion was the new Welcome to Night Vale episode, but I didn’t bring my headphones, so I was listening to it through the speaker while waiting in the exam room, and when the doctor/nurse/whoever abdministers shots came in, I forgot to turn it off.
additionally, I CANNOT GET OVER Steve’s fucking Sadness Errands that he keeps running around DC, like, his schedule literally goes
6 AM: jogging
7:15: unburden soul to total stranger, lacking better options
3 PM: visit own museum exhibit to stare at the Dead Best Friend Wall
4:30: attempt meaningful human connection with sole surviving contemporary; fail due to Alzheimer’s
6 PM: dinner for one
7 PM: contemplate own loneliness, probably
These look like something that’s been blessed by deep sea mermaids oh lord i need one now
DON’T EAT GLITTER ICING YOU WILL SHIT GLITTER
EAT GLITTER ICING YOU WILL SHIT GLITTER
I don’t know if that was too much Klonopin our just enough. I feel drowsy now but I’m still worried about my panic’s ability to overcome that.