Zoe and I went to the pool yesterday, and as I was quietly watching her do her goofy jumps off the diving board a fire ant just walked up and stung me on the toe. What kind of random evil is that? At least a mosquito gets some personal gain from stinging you, but the ants don't. I wasn't threatening its nest, or stealing its food. Now my foot is all swollen and itchy. So today I spread ant killing bait all around our yard.
I'm working from home today because I have a steady stream of mucus down my throat. It's unpleasant enough to not want to share it with coworkers.
I have to go to a meeting on Wednesday because someone at work is transitioning from living as a man to living as a woman. More power to her, and I hope she's happier in her new role. I really just want to tell anyone who has a problem with it to get over it. I just have trouble figuring out why anyone else would really care.
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7 months ago
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