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David texted me yesterday afternoon that the a/c had stopped putting out cool air upstairs. Whenever I see David has texted me I get a stress reaction, because I have PTSD from years of him texting me terrible news; I'd say it's roughly half of his texts, and the other half are memes or lines from old movies that we've been quoting at each other since the 1980s. I guess that's actually "TSD", since it's ongoing.

Occasionally it's weirdly belligerent compliments of my cooking.
Text from my brother

Anyway, I won't bore you with the details. It just needed some light servicing (more freon, cleaning the outside units), probably because the WEEKS AND WEEKS AND WEEKS OF UNRELENTING RECORD-SETTING HEAT means it's been running full-bore all summer. I've been kind of expecting this to happen; usually it only needs servicing once a summer, but it happened really early this year (May) and see above about the record-setting heat.

I mean, a personal benchmark for how hot it's been this summer is I've actually been wearing short sleeves and leaving the house with bare legs. I have a personal fashion style that makes people who don't know me think I'm either originally from someplace like Maine or Alaska, or a Muslim or an Orthodox Jew who doesn't bother with covering my hair. (Or an Orthodox Jew who wears a fantastically expensive wig... there's a few of those on Phil's side of the family, and they don't like me because I will openly roll my eyes at their adherence to the letter and not the spirit of the law.) It's got nothing to do with religion, I just prefer to be dressed modestly. I like thick tights or even wearing leggings under dresses or skirts; I like loose clothing; I like to wear long sleeves under short-sleeved or sleeveless tops. Most of the time, it's more comfortable for me.

I didn't sleep well last night because I kept waking up and immediately thinking the a/c didn't sound right, or it wasn't cycling on/off the way it should be, or it wasn't cool enough or it was too cool. That's just how my stupid anxiety works, it floats around until it finds something even slightly plausible to focus on, then it clamps onto whatever it is like a starving dog on a pork chop and just keeps chewing on it.

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We had our Islamic Food & Nutrition Council audit at the Crowley facility this week, and a few different people who were there have told me I was singled out by the auditor as "probably the best and most efficient customer we have". She said that whenever she's wondering if she has time for one more halal certification request, if she sees one from me she knows she can process it fast because I always send everything they need the first time.

So that was nice to hear, but also made me wonder why people bother to send a request with missing information. You're going to have to provide it anyway, when they tell you they can't process the request without (X). You're just wasting everyone's time, including your own.

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I'm sure we all had several good laughs yesterday watching the mug shots roll out of Fulton County, GA. But the photo that made me laugh the hardest was this guy following Giuliani around with a sign reading CLOWN CAR COUP.
Clown car coup

I've said this so much that I will probably blurt it out with my dying breath, but YOU COULD HAVE JUST RETIRED AFTER YOU TERMED OUT AS MAYOR, RUDY.

Look, my brother lived in New York City for years, a period that included the Giuliani years and 9/11. Every time I say that, someone will invariably pop in with YEAH BUT HE DID [FILL IN THE BLANK WITH WRONG THING] AS MAYOR. I'm not claiming Guiliani was perfect or that NYC was some kind of utopia under his benevolent rule. And a lot of the crime stuff he gets credit for would have happened anyway. (Malcolm Gladwell is full of shit.) But I'm talking about his legacy. It could have been "brought the Mafia severely to heel and saw the city through the worst crisis it's ever experienced". Instead it's going to be... this. That photo of him with hair dye melting down his face is literally going to be in history books.
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I decided to buy books and gummies with my work money. Binoid has some blend called "Knockout Gummies" and I like to have a variety (the other kind I have are all Delta 8).

The only thing I need to do today is wrap presents, and I'm going to do mine as well as Mom's. I'm not sure any of her presents to me are even here yet, Christmas shopping is one the ten thousand things she kept pushing off because of Phil. It would be less annoying if she did that because she was too busy actually doing anything for or about him. But she's just using his poor health as an excuse to stay in bed all day and doomscroll Facebook.

But even if some of them are for me, it doesn't matter. In my family everyone makes a Christmas list and hands it out, no one has the time or energy to endlessly browse websites and stores. Generally the only surprise is who gets what for who.

Last night I was watching the CNN coverage of Zelensky's address to Congress with Mom and Rian, which was weird because I never watch cable news. I forget sometimes that centrists have their own echo chamber the same as conservatives. Not that I'm anti-Ukraine, but the level of naked propaganda on display was jarring.

Me: Is it just me, or is Zelensky hot?
Mom and Rian, simultaneously: He's hot.

(And Rian is gay, so that's not just theoretical hotness.)

During a commercial break they ran an ad for a series they made about post-9/11 Rudy Giuliani and I was kind of half paying attention to it, thinking I might want to watch it. I've long been fascinated by the turn his life took; has anyone in history ever torched a legacy as thoroughly as he did? He didn't just set it on fire, he pissed on the ashes and then hurled the ashes into the sun.

Watch the very end of the trailer, which made me laugh hysterically. If there's a better summation of the last 6 years of Giuliani's personality than him screaming "AMERICAAAAAAA!" while he opens his mouth so wide it looks like his jaws are going to unhinge and he waves his arms around like Evita in hell, I don't know what it is.

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