Fuck Today

A 3-post collection

Saturday, Parkrun and Sadim Syndrome

Sadim, for those not in the know, is "Midas" spelled backwards. King Midas famously turned everything he touched into gold. The reverse of that is... well...

Everything's been going to shit. At least technology-wise.

First - the cable to charge my headphones decided it wasn't going to do its one job any more.
Next - my car didn't want to lock at parkrun for reasons unknown. Locked and unlocked literally everywhere else though.
Now - The connection betwixt my tower and my keyboard has decided to not recognise the keyboard. I need that to work for stuff and things.

I'm too tired to start bread today. Bread tomorrow.

Today's offerings shall mostly come from my lappy until I figure out how to unfuck the compy situation.

...I need a napnap...

Broken trust. Again

Once again, I put my trust in my family and once again I got stabbed in the fucking back.

I trusted my son to put the fresh groceries away. He left them out to go fucking rotten.

I trusted my Beloved to help me out. They denied me to my face. Even when I said it was important.

So yeah. I'm salty as fuck today.

I need hugs and love, but I can't trust anyone to see to that.

Fuck today.

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5:04 AM

I did manage a half-hour nap.

Since then, I have been living vicariously through other peeps’ SPG concert footage.

I love that band so much, it hurts.

Everything I love is out of my reach.

Yeah. Beloved still isn’t home. Life sucks. And now my back hurts. I know it’s because I’ve been lying still too long… But moving lets the cold in.

I’m hungry but I don’t want to

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