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And then what?

Are those your fingernails?

https://www.bustle.com/p/where-to-get-red-lobster-cheddar-biscuit-lip-balm-because-yes-thats-a-thing-now-56231

Yay!

Thought so. That explains a lot. It doesn't excuse anything, not for fuggs or Phillies or me - or you. But it does explain a lot. I understand that you don't take the meds - we've all got med horror stories. I hate them - I miss the rush of energy and creativity that comes with hypomania. But man, you've got to do something. You're young, you're reasonably intelligent, you've got skills, and you're reasonably personable. But you are so fucking erratic; yes, it's due to cycling, but most people can't tolerate it. You're going to lose jobs, friends, lovers, and self-respect - if you haven't already. Please, for your own sake, do what you have to do to take care of yourself, even if you hate it. And dammit, listen when I lecture - I'm old enough to date your father.

Sorry. This is one of my vegan days.

That's a Harry.

Good thing you do, because I don't.

No. All cats are Pussy.

You look much better as Kudasai.

Thanks, but no thanks. That's pretty much what I'm married to, plus he's got great benefits.

Fuck you. That's what the guys I dated looked like during the disco era.

I don't know where I ran across it; just one of those trivial facts that stick in my head instead of useful information.

And?

two hands, two feet, the wounds from the scourging, the lance wound, and the crown of thorns = 7

Well, actually, raising the dead is more of an under the table kind of thing, and sometimes, it's just because I like to.

What in the seven bleeding wounds of Christ are you talking about?

Depends. Have you ever attained any of them? Have you ever tried?

nurse/library clerk/necromancer

Be quiet, you tiny moron.

Don't. Fuck karma and being nice and all that; it's just a waste of your time and energy.

My basic fashion statement may be "Leave me alone," but I've been a nurse for too long to ignore hygiene, and my mother was a stickler about etiquette.

Well, yeah. Doesn't everybody? But no, I'm apprehensive about somebody thinking that I look and/or act and/or smell like I crawled out of a dumpster.