oh my god so much shit. oh my god. helena is performing eating disorder rituals previously unheard of. helly is back and she's the biggest cunt she's ever been. miss huang is getting shipped off. gretchen cheated on dylan with dylan so now dylan wants to kill dylan so she tries to break up with dylan and dylan kills himself. milchick is winning the cunt off this ep. drummond gets humbled. devon is bringing the hardest big sister energy it's possible to exude from one person. burving almost kiss part 2. jame eagan probably nevermind I can't say that. innie mark goes outside again. AND THE MACRODATA REMAINS UNREFINED ❤️
Yes, it does :)
but i stay silly! *←said in the most world-weary voice you ever did hear*
Ok so my homework is done, and I have earned my degree. Why am I crying now.
what i've been up to the past 20 minutes
Op this is the first thing that has made me actually laugh out loud in at least a month
idk if i told the full story on here but i signed up for a research study where they were testing a new opioid, and it was supposed to be up to 5 injections increasing the dose to see what people could tolerate
i got the first dose and almost immediately fainted. they had to call in a whole medical team and it was a huge fucking deal
i was kicked out of the study and got a phone call later where they were supposed to tell me what the drug was, so i could avoid it in the future. they told me it was saline water. a placebo. i fainted from the placebo effect.
anyway, it's been a few months and i just got an email from the same department asking me to be a research participant in a new study: testing the effects of open-label placebo.
open label placebo is when the subjects and the researchers all know it's a placebo. they're testing the power of my mind. my power to imagine anything.
i like to think that they chose me for this specifically based on their past experience with me. "get the guy who fainted like a little bitch boy from saline water." anyway i just submitted all my info and i'm looking forward to getting started.
I wish that I could tell the peope who used to own my stuff how much I love it. I bought someone's mother's pottery at an estate sale and I wish they could know the joy those items bring me. I wish someone knew how much I love and use the quilt they donated to the thrift store. That their teacup collection is being put to good use. I wish I could let everyone know the impact they've had by doing tiny things like donating knick-knacks that make me happy
-Anaïs Nin, 1939