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improbablejoe.bsky.social
Cats, dog, guitars, books, cooking, the occasional video game. Depression is my jam. He/Him.
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If I wasn't feeling so physically shitty, I might be in a good mood. Seriously, if I can just get through to next Monday I think I'll be good.

My household has no currently functioning car. Can someone bring me chicken nuggets?

Woohoo! Alcohol withdrawal!!

I guess tomorrow I'm roasting a duck and frying chicken wings? Fuck, why not?!?!

Hey folks: If it is an especially hot summer where you live, maybe skip the long outdoor exercise for a few days? My wife and I have seen several people in physical distress in the last few days. The temps are over 90°F from 11am to 8pm.

My Internet is down AGAIN. Fuck this shit, Xfinity it is! Faster speeds, lower price, brand new cable installed in my neighborhood in the last few months. My wife works from home, outages every few weeks is unacceptable.

Caught in the jaws of a conflict. Doggo Maddie barks at noises she hears outside, and we normally open the front door so she can see it is nothing. Carrie the Robin has built her nest right outside the front door and she's defending her kids. Don't need a battle between them tonight.

You really don't realize how your mental health is affected by things you don't even realize are bugging you until you finally get rid of them

I would rather be dealing with Jason Voorhees, his mom, or even Roy Burns This week SUCKED.

My dad is having memory issues. I didn't need this news today.

I am likely to get excessively drunk tonight. Woo!

I'm in a lot of pain, of the good sort. Been working out a little lately, and I have that nice muscle burn and slight tightness that means I did just enough.

Full day tomorrow: used bookstore, lunch, therapy, haircut, afternoon at home playing guitar, then cooking dinner.

Getting my entire guitar rig assembled this weekend, like the Avengers but no Robert Downey Jr.

I'm saving money for a shoo... Salad Shooter. That's it, a Salad Shooter.

Lifting weights for bad reasons. Tomorrow will be for better reasons. I'm going to get natty huge

I guess I was in legitimate military parades, since I was in the Marines. Boot Camp graduation was a military parade, and I was in a military parade for a retiring General. Draft dodgers like Trump don't rate scooping shit from the USMC Bulldog.