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Jun. 24th, 2016 10:37 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kittydesadeI don't even know how I'm doing right now. This entire week has been hellish for various reasons, some including the fillings at the start of the week and the resultant pain (thankfully more absent now than present) and some other various reasons, the Femme Fatale order did get sorted out at least but jesus h christ I'm not doing that again. I went to see the doc about my asthma and the capoeira and got prescribed a maintenance inhaler, which feels like a defeat when it's probably just me having to accept my disability already, and then found out it's $250/50 days. Or possibly $70/50 days, which isn't as bad except for the fact that next year when I have to balance monthly premiums vs cheap medications I have to take that into consideration as well, and in short fuck my entire life and double fuck with a medieval pear the alleged US health care system. Which isn't so much a system as it is a collection of catastrophes staggering forward out of momentum more than anything useful.
Don't even get me started on the Brexit foolishness. Special mention goes to the now horrified voters who were all "I only voted to leave to make a point/in protest, I didn't think it would actually happen." Yeah, you and several hundred thousand other idiots and look what happened. I do think if everyone who voted just to make a point and not with the expectation of having that outcome actually voted remain and just wrote "under protest" on their ballot, not that it would matter anyway, this wouldn't have happened.
I'm tired. I'm cringing at my entire budget and the possibility of how fucked I'm going to be next year if I want to improve myself. I'm morbidly grateful that I do function reasonably well right now, because if I have to go off the maintenance inhaler and continue to wheeze my way through capoeira I can. The entire world has either gone frothing hateful mad or is staring horrified at how the zombie apocalypse has started and they're powerless to do much except batten down hatches. I really, really don't know what to do anymore.
Don't even get me started on the Brexit foolishness. Special mention goes to the now horrified voters who were all "I only voted to leave to make a point/in protest, I didn't think it would actually happen." Yeah, you and several hundred thousand other idiots and look what happened. I do think if everyone who voted just to make a point and not with the expectation of having that outcome actually voted remain and just wrote "under protest" on their ballot, not that it would matter anyway, this wouldn't have happened.
I'm tired. I'm cringing at my entire budget and the possibility of how fucked I'm going to be next year if I want to improve myself. I'm morbidly grateful that I do function reasonably well right now, because if I have to go off the maintenance inhaler and continue to wheeze my way through capoeira I can. The entire world has either gone frothing hateful mad or is staring horrified at how the zombie apocalypse has started and they're powerless to do much except batten down hatches. I really, really don't know what to do anymore.