ReBoot was great at the time but looking at the cgi now is hard. I still do, but it’s like, damn younger me was so much better at watching it with imagination!

I’m quicker to block here, but if there’s a mute option (like mastodon has) I use that a lot more often.

Neat! I either followed accounts from elsewhere, or they randomly found me and I found them back, or or I started using tags and people comment on my things and we follow each other sometimes.

The packs are probably much easier!

Bonk bonk they go into the windows! Fucking asshole bugs those are!

“Existing!” and then usually they pause and we talk about something else.

My dentist texted me to say my appointment tomorrow is canceled and I need to call to reschedule.

Took me calling 9 times to get a human. Because if it goes to hold music, it then just shunts you to their ‘ai’ that can “reschedule, make appointments, cancel appointments” but it FUCKING CAN’T

What it does instead is fuck up several times in a row before giving up and sending a note to the desk.

Which doesn’t get seen until like two days later.

So you hang up the second you hear the ‘ai’ assistant talk and call back until someone picks up during the ringing phase.

I’m sure this isn’t making the front desks job miserable, not at all! Blegh.

While my roundness says snack, ultimately my tiredness wins out. Nap time please!

And without a small cat yelling in my face today. She’s been a menace!

No TV in the bedroom! That’s for rich people, like people who have ice makers in the fridge and the whiring blades in the sink!

We would sleep with the cat at night but at night she’s a running nightmare.

Napping during the day? She’s allowed in the bedroom then and is all snuggles and purrs. If I don’t nap, the bedroom is still open then and she’ll sleep in the bed sometimes!

Both phones and modern medicine are pretty cool to me still!

I can talk to someone on the other side of the world? Basically instantly? Damn! That’s sweet!

Diseases that use to ravage the world are just. Gone. I don’t have to worry about getting smallpox and just dying. I get a single shot, once? (Maybe a few times for the nasty diseases) and then I just… go do whatever? Damn, that’s amazing!

Ahhh…I was with my husband in 2016!

I’m still with him, so probably the same thing as now.

Not much has changed other than my health mysteriously imploding.

Probably cry from confusion as to how I became a billionaire??

Physically I’ve dropped a lot of flour and such over the years. Sugar as well. Sugar is worse because we get sugar ants so I have to make sure to scrub down everything so they don’t appear and swarm.

According to my husband, anything with garlic, onion, and sautéed those both in butter smells very fancy.

If I had time to plan though, I’d make ravioli and freeze them and make sauce when they came over.

They wouldn’t know how much it was, and they wouldn’t know how to exchange it. But they’d probably go to their bank with the note(s) and the bank would tell them how and where to exchange it.

I live with my husband and twin so I’m seeing them every day. My mother I see occasionally but probably not enough. She travels a fair deal so I’m never quite sure when she’s nearby. Sometimes it’s for holidays or dinner so probably eating is what we do.

Hired for deli. Deli is a different union and pays better than say, cashier.

Which is what they moved us to immediately.

Asked if they were going to pay our hired wage or not. They did. I think they thought we knew it was a bait and switch. Didn’t until later, but they were careful to not lower the wage cause then yeah. Go to the board.

My food won’t get eaten by grandmother so that was nice. There’s a guy over there that’s always there and loves me? That’s pretty sweet. I can be silly and not usually get sighed at? There’s more, but my brain is very holey tonight.

The chicken pox sucked. It itched and itched and itched. I lived in an oatmeal bath. I was a cold though. My mother got it when we got it, so she was an adult. So much worse.

My grandmother grew up during the great depression. We’re not the worst off, yet, my twin works at a grocery so we get a discount. But that shit was passed down to me. I can’t not finish food. Especially if it tastes good, my brain is just EAT NOW EAT BEFORE GONE and man. Fucks a body up.