In continuing "heroin is bad and too close to my life" news, two people overdosed in a bathroom at my workplace at the end of the day yesterday. They were successfully Narcan-ed.
The letter p in this post was brought to you by Jesse's post above, and cut-and-paste.
It's coming down kind of steady in Somerville now! I just checked the app, and I'd be making 2.5 surge prices if I felt like driving tonight. (But, as has been proved, you really can't pay me enough for that.)
I made my saving throw to remember to bring in the car snow shovel and car snow brush, so I don't have to brush off a car door or two to access them tomorrow. Adulting for the win!
Good thing paste isn't CTRL+P?
I'm at a dance convention, but my head is killing me despite painkiller and I'm torn on what to do (there's dancing to watch, for the next few hours, then open dancing until about 6am...)
Also: sad because I did not do well in the dance competition. I'm in the lowest level, and didn't even make t past the first cut. You have to dance three dogs, with random people. And there are so many fewer guys (in the lower levels--the other are more even) that there were twice as many girls. And the guys don't have to be as good. :( All three of the guys I danced with made the first cut, and I didn't think they were very good! Sigh.
Also, the girl I've been dating wants to get a double lip piercing. Which I think will look stupid, and also will take weeks to heal. BOO.
Aw, that's a bummer, meara. Both things, actually.
Snow seems to be tapering off but YIKES! it is no joke! A porch roofs of a bunch of houses one block over just collapsed!
I am not doing well. I need someone to talk to and I don't have anyone. I don't know what to do.
Zen, would it help to write it out here, or do you mean you need to talk to someone on the phone or in person? Can you call your sister or your best friend?