I'm starting a new job, and I'm gonna be working at a hospital, helping inpatient with the meal ordering system. Sure, I could get titers to make sure my levels of the MMR and HepB are sufficient, but because I already know I need my flu, Covid and TDAP, I'm just going to get ALL THE VACCINES.

Stay safe, stay secure, my peeps.

How is it that I am such a restless sleeper that I can roll a weighted blanket entirely off my body and onto the floor?

I give my dog Poppy her favorite chew treat, and she decides the best thing to do is to trot from comfy seat to comfy seat, for nearly five minutes, before hiding under some blankets on the couch. I love her so much. 🥰

I think it's so funny when she takes a detour so she can go to the dog park by our house. Because she usually acts like a dramatic tween, crying that no one is paying attention to her while she refuses to go sniff at other dogs.

I was annoyed by the fact that a grown ass woman was fully swing at the park. I WAS annoyed that she refused to stop swinging to deal with her dog when it got barky at other dogs, only repeatedly telling it to stop.

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My best friend is a musician, so I could easily tell the sound mixing for the band I saw sucked. I have taste, so I could easily tell the mixing wasn't really the problem, it was just that the band sucked.

imagine your least competent co-worker revealed to you one day that he thought all along that he was doing a completely different job and it turned out he sucked just as much at it

Does anyone know what it might mean when you have a dream that you take a free-to-you cruise on one of the jankiest, worn out cruise ships that is still operationally safe to run? Where you still have to pay for everything beyond basic meals and pool access? Asking for a friend. #weirddreams

"Hi, my name is Poppy, and I ask to go to dog parks so I can exclusively be anti-social and cry at other dogs."

It's always annoying to have work dreams. Particularly those that have you stressing about the most trivial matters, like "Did I order the right packaging?" Or "I clearly ordered the wrong packaging, what the fuck are we supposed to do with these round trays that we have no lids for."

My dog seems to be unfazed by most things. Well, except for thunder and...red boxes (that look to be ramen cases) in the middle of the road, across the street. Thunder is obviously scary. Boxes, well, you gotta keep your eyes on them, and let out tiny woofs so they know you know they're there.

I knew it was going to be one of those walks when my dog, upon exiting the house, can't decide which way to go for a good five minutes. This means I'm doomed to Poppy stopping at every single corner, and listening to her cry due to having too many choices.

Poppy has small booties and she cannot lie.

Does anyone else roll around in their sleep so much they literally find their blankets on the floor in the morning? Asking for a friend.

So I'm probably going to post a lot about my dog.