I really like The Pitt but it's hard to watch even without personal history triggers.
Dawn ,'Beneath You'
Natter 78: I might need to watch some Buffy for inspiration
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I don't watch The Pitt, because the pilot was too realistic ambience-wise.
I watched the first episode and was reminded that medical dramas don't mix well with my anxiety, so I figured it was not a show for me. But I liked the characters, and I kept seeing so damn many gifs on Tumblr, I watched the second and third episodes and found a groove where I could handle watching it. All its Emmys were well-deserved.
We watched the Pitt through like the 7tb or 8th ep and then went to Michigan and had to take Bob’s mom to the ED our first night there and she had very scary emergency surgery and Bob has been wary of going back to a hyper realistic medical drama since.
I'll be cancelling Prime when my annual subscription runs out later in the year. In the meanwhile, I'm moving the streaming services I do watch on Prime (BritBox and Great Courses) to separate subscriptions. I do need to start turning subscriptions on/off better - I'm on Apple for "Slow Horses" and "Murderbot" but I don't need to keep it for a whole year. And I'm caught up on "Dark Winds" so I can cancel AMC for another year. I just need to do it.
My yearly Paramount+ subscription terminated on Sept 15, and the last episode of Strange New Worlds was Sept 12, so that was an easy cancellation for me.
The best subscription I have is DC Comics Ultra, where I get all the new DC issues with a 1 month delay. I probably spend more time on that than any other service I have.
Oh, that sounds nice! I know I can't keep up with comics, but that is a good set up
I am bad at both knowing why I have a subscription (or even that I have a subscription, sometimes) and cancelling when I don't need them.
I turned off Apple+ a month after Murderbot ended. Assuming I’m employed when the next season rolls around, I’ll just start it again there. I only got Peacock for Eurovision and turned it off right after. I’m was planning to get rid of Disney+, but since they changed course on Kimmel I kinda feel like it would be punishing them for making a decent course correction. On the other hand, I don’t watch it much. I’ll make a note to get rid of it in a month. Lately I’ve been watching old Godzilla movies on tubi. I had no idea there were so many!
Onerous tasks I have wrangled today (in addition to editing an interesting article* for my job): (1) called dentist's admin with our new dental insurance info; (2) called primary care doctor's office because they fucked up my zepbound refill not once but twice (ordered me pens instead of syringes, and then sent the refill to the wrong pharmacy entirely); (3) ordered the zepbound refill once the doctor's office unfucked the refill and sent it to Lilly Direct; (4) washed, dried, and put away a load of towels; (5) washed a load of dishes.
*The interesting article is a randomized clinical trial (ie, the highest level of evidence) showing that self-hypnosis for menopausal hot flashes can reduce their severity and frequency by at least 50%. I love when I get articles to edit that line up with my ailments du jour!
Surprising absolutely no one, I am (as the kids say) hella depressed. Yes, husband with cancer, but also I realized today it's pretty late into September and I haven't pulled out good ol' Ray, my trusty SAD light box, in the mornings. So I need to start doing that ASAP.
Anyway, this weekend is my 40-year grade school reunion, which I had been planning to attend just because I'm a trash goblin who craves drama. But that plan was hatched before Cancer 2025 showed up. The thing is, the person who's hosting the reunion lives a 45-minute drive (one way) from my house, and while I was willing to make that drive before things got shitty, now I'm 80% sure I'm not going to go. The trash goblin side of me is sad about that, but the rest of me (who is depressed and exhausted and low-key scared all the time and ALSO still has some pain in my arthritic hip and ALSO doesn't want to leave Tim at home alone when I'm a 45-minute drive away) is like "Fuck yeah, Superman is streaming on HBO Max, stay your ass at home." I really do have to decide soon. Or, I don't know, maybe I won't decide until Saturday morning.
(Am I maybe using Tim as an excuse to not go? Yes. But am I also legitimately depressed and exhausted and don't want to leave him alone at home? Also yes.)
Sometimes you have to disappoint your inner trash goblin as self care