maintenance

 the mold situation seems to be at a stalemate for the moment. it seems like we always need our airconditioning to be one in the wrong ways to dehumidify, which is frustrating.

speaking of frustrating, we had a shitty morning this morning, but for a change it was gd and not mr smear. at least mr smear got off to a good start in spite of the noise around him.

related, we've been having an issue with mr smear picking at his lips. we've told him how bad it is and what the risks are, and we've tried threatening negative reinforcement, but i didn't feel like that was going to be a successful strategy so i turned to bribing him. his face lit up at the idea that i'll buy him minecraft tokens if he'll let his lips heal.

last night after posting, i crashed. and with all the chores that needed doing this morning, i didn't catch up. fortunately, the workday went well in spite of that, even if it did feel really long.

i freaked out about money this morning when i looked at my bank account, but now that i've looked again i think they're just showing the numbers in a really dumb way. and my "personal banker" is a buffoon. just like the other ones before him, so i've no idea if he knows what i'm asking him when he answers. and it's really not clear if we actually have money for rent this month or not.

the ra'anana attack today was shocking, but i'm not going to lie: i've been nervous about ramming attacks for weeks... every time i wait to cross a busy intersection i half expect to be run over...

this is just awful. and the hostage situation is awful. and our soldiers still in danger is awful. and our political shenanigans are awful. and the anc literally selling south africa to the devil is awful.

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my neck's been griefing me since the weekend. 

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we had a pleasant evening, watching our universe over a good dinner, and since bedtime (we resumed the hitchhiker's guide to the galaxy) it's continued to be pretty chilled. i feel like i should be doing stuff. or maybe not.