WHUTCHYA GONNA DOOO...WHEN EXECUTIVE DYSFUNCTION RUNS WILD ON YOU?!?!?

Yeah...having some trouble over here. I haven't consumed anything today and feel like I need to leave to go get....something....so I've abstained. Plus I need to put the turkey in the oven soon, so that's clouding my thinking.

Day 2 of Christmas Staycation: I've already lost all concept of time. But that's what I get for making stuffing at 8:30 in the morning. Already resorted to doing things like leaving a note on my door to not leave my apartment until the sweet potatoes are done cooking.

Need to set a timer. Pick up phone. Promptly bring up the weather app.

Thanks to the Universe being against my friend coming to visit, I have pivoted and went back to playing Skyrim...then realized I wanted something to eat...so I did my dishes. My ADHD says 'Hi,' btw...

Currently frying bacon so I can make bacon cheeseburgers.

That went about as well as can be expected....whatever that means. Now it's time to wind down with some Christmas Carols and Empanadas, as one does. Also remembering that I have pretty much been up since 3:30a.m.

This is not going smoothly.

And aren't black jujubes just the worst? Blech.

Now I'm going to play Skyrim for as long as I can understand how to do so.

Okay, so I opted to go for a test run and started early. After dealing with not one, but two frozen locks and having my thumbs get worryingly (word?) numb, I acquired my contraband and got the hell home.
Going well so far. Got some pre-high cleaning done and an abridged living room dance party.

This will be my first Christmas since my separation living on my own. So, in the spirit of the season and I am off all next week, this morning I ordered a fair amount of edibles. I do have some social engagements Sat-Sun, and Mon-Tues...but from Tues-Sat I will be on drugs.

Is there some sort of rule in Kijiji that states that ads are not allowed to have the measurements of the furniture being sold? Either that, or should I just change my name to Measurements Please.

While I don't love my job, I don't hate it either. But today is one of the very few days in 4+ years that I really don't wanna be here today.

Retail is retail is retail. Not in "the shit" as much as I was, but I still get to hear it:
Customer: Do you have this thing?
Us: No sorry.
C: You don't have this thing?
Us: No.
C: You really don't have this thing?
Us: No.
C: I thought you would have this thing.
Us:....
C: So you don't have it?

FFS

@wilwheaton.net So happy to see you on here! You were one of my favourite FB follows, and I just deactivated my account there.

No cycling. No hitting. This #bruins team not showing a lot of grit. Good thing last year's Swayman showed up tonight.

The #Bruins suck with the power of a thousand Dyson vaccuums.

Anybody can say whatever they want about the #Superbowl. The game. The halftime show. Whatever. But the biggest wtf moment for me was seeing Kevin Costner sitting with Pete Davidson. That broke my brain.

So I guess I'm on here now. How long until you become a raging dumpster fire, BlueSky?
HOW LONG?!?!?!