Random posts from a writer who loves cats and coffee. An American Democratic woman with chronic illness (respiratory) who lives to read, write, and binge watch Netflix or Amazon Video. Married to a hot foodie who plays lots of video games. I'm not just a broken human, I'm also uniquely maladjusted but fun!
Sunday, January 20, 2019
Friday, January 18, 2019
Refresh #humor
https://www.vitaminwater.com/hit-refresh-for-exotic-mango-island-pic/and-20fl-oz-of-tropical-oasis/wow/wish-i-was-there/enhanced/e/the-hot-key-is-command-shift-r/electrolytes/be-sure-to-hit-refresh/but-not-too-much/you-have-to-give/the-page-a-chance-to-load/
I saw this link on my bottle of Refresh Vitaminwater and thought it was a joke.
"©2018 glaceau. vitaminwater refresh does not contain any mango juice"
That screenshot is of one of the jokes. There are fun images of mangoes in picturesque locations which would make great desktops, except they aren't sharable or saveable.
I saw this link on my bottle of Refresh Vitaminwater and thought it was a joke.
"©2018 glaceau. vitaminwater refresh does not contain any mango juice"
That screenshot is of one of the jokes. There are fun images of mangoes in picturesque locations which would make great desktops, except they aren't sharable or saveable.
Thursday, January 10, 2019
Proof 2018 Was Better Than I Thought
There were times last year where things were really bad. Dark thoughts. Lots of dark thoughts. I'm not proud of them. But here's the light at the end of the tunnel:
See that? It's a chart, a spreadsheet, of my whole year. (Valentine's day is split in two because it was fantastic, ...and then a plumbing nightmare. Thus 366 days.)
Look at the bottom there.
It wasn't as bad as it felt. In fact, it was slightly better than average.
I'm not saying that this proves that "things aren't as bad as they seem" or whatever cliche. But in this case, yeah, these numbers do support that in this case. It's uplifting, like an antidepressant of sorts. Reassuring.
Thanks to Katie for making the template.
See that? It's a chart, a spreadsheet, of my whole year. (Valentine's day is split in two because it was fantastic, ...and then a plumbing nightmare. Thus 366 days.)
Look at the bottom there.
It wasn't as bad as it felt. In fact, it was slightly better than average.
I'm not saying that this proves that "things aren't as bad as they seem" or whatever cliche. But in this case, yeah, these numbers do support that in this case. It's uplifting, like an antidepressant of sorts. Reassuring.
Thanks to Katie for making the template.