OUT OF TOUCH THURSDAY

Today's Adventure is that I, after an unintentional 13-hour power nap,

Got woken up at 6AM by a phone call from a friend stranded in Montana because of the heat wave and almost no cell service because of their crap provider.

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Ok.

I somehow summon a week's worth of spoons and in less than 30 minutes and 5 phone calls, get them

A hotel

An appointment with a mechanic from 2 states away

A perscription refilled from 2 states away

and A Pizza

Go me.

But then it's 8AM and there are unscheduled live humans at the door and while EVERGENCY MODE is still on, I have already blown through a ton of spoons, and also probably shouldn't meet whoever it is wearing just a pair of bootyshorts that say "CRYPTID" in Gothic Font on my ass.

So I greet them in those shorts and a T-shirt that I manage to put on both inside out and backwards

#nailedit

It is, Fortunately, not the mormons.

it is, Unfortunately, two UPS guys trying to deliver my other in-house friend's new phone except the new guy doesn't know how to operate the "sign for package" device, and the old guy that's supposed to be mentoring him is like, 92, deaf as a post, and doesn't actually know how to operate the device either.

by the way

it is already

over 100 out

it takes almost 30 minutes to sign for the phone

when i get back inside, i discover that apparently the Corgi has learned how to open his kennel from the inside because he is now out of the kennel and waiting for me to come in.

he also has cat litter all over his face because while he was waiting for me he also learned how to open the baby gate to the cat's room and help himself to a cat shit breakfast.

He'll be fine

He's a cattle dog, they're legally required to have at least 1 really disgusting snack they love.

but

more to the point

i have no idea at what point he learned to open his kennel from the inside

has he been staying there out of politeness this whole time??

And

I got other shit to do today.

namely.

I'm seeing a realator

The Devils most pathetic yet effective demons

I get a reminder text that I have an appointment with her

at least

I think that's what it is because what she sends me is: "🏡⏰12:00 ❔"

With the time typed in the middle like that.

She is, according to her profile, at least 80.

so I reply "😎👍"

and then she sends me a string of GODDAMN POST-MODERN EMOJI HEIROGLYPHICS THAT TAKE UP MY ENTIRE SCREEN.

She's on an iPhone so half of them don't even translate across platforms

It takes me half an hour and three different software programs and goddamn wingdings to translate, but she has sent me the address and rules about masking and not wearing shoes inside.

in emoji

instead of like

literally any other format

I am

FASCINATED

and simply must meet the woman so if I don't come back to update I got stolen by the fairies but I'm taking the Corgi with me as protection so I'll see y'all later.

25 years of ads peeled away

reblogging your own selfie

HELP MERCY GET OUT OF ITS NEGLECTFUL HOUSEHOLD (TAKE 2)

my old post stopped being rbed, so im remaking it.

hi, im mercy, im 19 and disabled. i have been job searching for 2 years now with no success, and only get £265 month (half of which goes to my dad, who is also disabled, but he often takes 75% of it for drugs and alcohol). i only get to eat one meal a day and my living situation will continue to worsen the longer i stay, as my dad is extremely emotionally abusive and neglectful.

we need money for food, gas and electric, rent, etc (and basic neccesities). were starving most of the time, and rarely ever have food in the house due to things getting more and more expensive.

my current goal is to move out and either find roommates OR potentially find a caravan park to live in or something, as i doubt ill be able to gain the money to rent a place. i dont rlly have a goal, so im setting it at £1000 for now and will increase if i hit that. i unfortunately cant make a gofundme as my dad frequently looks on there and id have to share my legal name.

my p@yp@l is here, my k@fi is here, and my c@sh@pp is here. anything helps. please donate if youre able and willing, and rb if you cant. things are getting worse day-by-day.

£150/1000

the origins of the “what are you two FUCKING talking about??” meme is almost funnier then the meme itself