Kind of. I was asked just to come as a participant for an activity at church where we were decorating cookies for an event later this week. I was only asked to come to help decorate like everyone else, but everything was so terribly done that they were like “Oh no, we don’t know we’re doing. Stacey, can you do this?” and since I was the only one who knew anything, I was basically put in charge on the spot. It was bullshit.
I’m just so tired of this. I can’t go anywhere and just participate. I’m always sucked into running it as soon as I get there.
Plus my depression has been even worse the past few days and I just want to crawl in a hole and die.
I was taking an online Synesthesia test for funsies, and this was one of the questions
The physical reaction it caused was painful. Why would you make this test pink?! All my colors were clashing with the pink and it hurt. It felt like someone was shining a light into my eyes. I got really confused and suddenly couldn’t think about my colors to answer. I had to squeeze my eyes shut and take a few deep breaths.
Facebook keeps telling me I have outstanding app requests.
I know what they are. They are these:
My friend Jordan made this app when he was getting treated for adrenal cancer. It was just like the heart sending app and stuff, but with pics of him in his different costumes. He loved costumes and dressing up, usually as characters from movies made in the 40s or before.
He died 2 and a half years ago, and I can’t delete these. It just makes me so happy to see his face smiling at me (even if it is so bloated from the cancer).
I swear, if FB ever fucks it up and these are deleted, I will will close my account. So please stop alerting me to outstanding requests, okay?
A few years ago, any cool kid who could read was suffering from Hogwarts Headache. The prestigious New England Journal of Medicine actually ran a letter from a physician noting the unfortunate side effect of children reading more, and for longer periods, than they ever had in their lives.
Yes, thanks to a couple extremely long (ostensibly children’s) books, an increasing number of parents brought their kids to the doctors with tension headaches. Since it is rare for children to suffer from chronic headaches like that, the doctors were stumped.
Then one pediatrician, Dr. Howard J. Bennett, finally realized that all three of the headache-ridden children he saw in one week were obsessively reading the newly released Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, a book that runs to over a quarter of a million words. Two of his patients refused to stop reading at their current rate, instead opting for a prescription to dull the pain. He noted that, “In all cases, the pain resolved one to two days after the patient had finished the book.”
So far there have been no reported cases of Bella Blackouts or Twilight Torpor.