#THE WAFFLE HOUSE OF INSURANCE

[riewiggles]

Getting older with PCOS and in an area that is conservative is finding put you have FBD and no one wants to do shit about it and you're in constant pain to the point you just want your titties off and man fuck this Healthcare system

#Don't get me started on these fucking periods #The last one landed me in the ER #I bled all over my fucking car seat cover. The dream catcher one that I love #Fuck pcos #fuck healthcare #Oh and they want to now charge me money for my nexplanon refill despite i got it free of charge at pp covered by CIGNA #FUCKING CIGNA #THE WAFFLE HOUSE OF INSURANCE

[thebestpartofwakingup]

I think everyone would be more normal about American politics if they were able to bare in mind that federal money/grants/funding is still state money, like it comes from the states because that’s where people live and your money is the result of your environment because that’s how you pay your income tax and what not.

So all military funding is money that could’ve gone to up keeping and updating infrastructure and all relief money that is provided by the feeeral government to states that had infrastructure fail during a disaster was money that had been produced by states that did not experience infrastructure failure/disaster in that specific time span

#genuinely very curious to see how private insurance rates impact red state policies in the next decade #like eventually (and very very soon) it becomes too fucking expensive to rebuild the same Waffle House next to the same failing levies #this is going to be what Texas’s third deadly winter in a row? didn’t they just get a bunch of tech cucks to move out for lower taxes? #how fast do you think insurance premiums are going to outpace those tax savings? because this could literally be the year #who wants to buy a summer home where an unoccupied winter could destroy the building? who wants to come back to burst pipes in their beach? #bro you know how many delivery trucks are going to fail this winter?

[payasita]

Good job getting ADHD medication! I’m so proud of you :D

thanks so so much im very happy and so hopeful for the first time maybe ever but also it TOOK ME LIKE. A YEAR. A YEAR.

like yall for real?? for real. for real i have been diagnosed since i was like six. (funny story my teacher thought i was on the spectrum so my parents get me tested with the nodes and shit and according to mom, who loves this story, my neurologist did all that and talked to me and then just turned to my mom and went "she's not autistic. she just hates the other kids" but they DID find an adhd diagnosis in there so net win for all of us)

diagnosed since i was SIX. on stimulants until i turned 8, and you know why i got off em? my pediatrician retired. we could not find another who would take our low-income insurance. so i just had to rawdog The Rest Of My Fucking Life. diagnosed when i was six. legally neurodivergent for 20 slutty slutty angry years.

and it still took me like. a few months to get a psych appointment. a few weeks to reaffirm my diagnosis as an adult. a few more weeks for another appointment for meds. he doesnt Want to do meds first, because i must have been doing fine without them if its been two decades, right? i got a job and a car and everything. well gee fuckin shittickers Dr. Brain Guy, just WHAT was my alternative? would you prefer i be maladapted to the point of incapacitation; is that what it takes for someone to be considered? i cheated my way through school. every day after work i sit for an hour in my car because i dont have the executive function to stand up and walk the ten steps to my house. garbage just appears around me. i have three empty bags of hot chip and two cans of sprite on my desk as we speak, neither from today. at that point i hadnt had a debit card for six months because that would have required me to Drive To The Bank, a location that was new to me in this area, so i just did everything on credit. is this all normal? is this fine? am i GOOD, actually, Dr. WeirdBrain?

so we cordially agree that yes i should probably be medicated. i want to do a stimulant. he does not want to put me on a stimulant. "stimulants can mess with your heart," he says, "and you're young, you don't want heart problems." i say ok because i dont want to make him think im just looking for narcotics. even though i am. because they WORK. i agree to try some kind of antidepressant.

the antidepressant gives me tachycardia. i go to the emergency room after reading a heartbeat of, oh, 140 bpm, which is about like double what it normally is and juuuust below the You Are Having A Heart Attack threshold. i get to the ER and the doctor there is very obviously convinced i'm a local addict having some sort of episode. it is the most ironic experience i've had all year and i feel an abrupt and all consuming kinship with those birds in australia that will swoop you and peck at your face for seemingly no good reason.

so yeah, we narrow it down to the antidepressant. as it turns out, these particular meds are known to, semi-commonly, Mess With Your Heart. i have my next appointment with my psych and somehow refrain from pecking his eyes out. he puts me on a noreprinephrine inhibitor(iirc) that isnt actually FDA approved to treat ADHD specifically(i DEFINITELY rc) but it IS given to smokers to help them quit. i dont smoke. i may very well fucking start before this whole ordeal is at the point where someone listens to me

it obviously does a combined total of jack and shit, and the man waffles with this one because he has "had success" using it as treatment for other ADHD patients. he ups the dose. twice. three months on the smoker meds, which are also apparently notorious for destroying your appetite, but they didnt even do THAT. no change to the average amount of hot chip on my desk.

he wants to try quelbree after that. i finally tell him i'm tired of this shit and would like to have more than two hours of usable daylight to function before it all falls to uncontrollable youtube shorts binges and a daily experience i like to call The Weighted Nothings and i would very much like to PLEASE. TRY A STIMULANT.

he's been friendly enough with me over these past four or five or whatever months but at this he gets suddenly very very business-baseline. gives me the whole spiel about the north american shortage. gives me a spiel about how i absolutely cannot, under any circumstances, lose or sell this medication, because they will not refill it if i do. i am sitting here wondering if he he's telling the truth about having other ADHD patients at all like ever in his career, and also, am i nuts or should the "don't sell your prescription drugs" bit apply to EVERYTHING? i dont fuckin know man i just live here

he says he wants a urine test first. its scheduled for two weeks out. i take it.

"hey uh, your piss came back with cannabis in it" "well it'd be weirder if it didn't, we are in california and i am a kitchen manager" "you can't have weed if you want adderall" "fine i'll stop" "we'll schedule you another test in a month" "aight bet" it didnt go exactly like that but this is kind of what the vibe between us has devolved into by this point.

anyway i wait a month and get a good grade in piss. i get the meds prescribed. i go to fill out the prescription

all i really need to say to you are the words "prior authorization error" for most of you to get what happened next.

the psych isnt even aware. i wait another month for our next meeting, which was yesterday. i do not yell at him. he tells me to take it up with the pharmacy, and yell at them. i am going to yell at them.

so i go, and guess what, it actually went through a while ago! NO ONE TOLD ME OR DR. FEEL-BAD OVER HERE. but we can't fill it right now because its a controlled substance so come back in a few hours. hey it's ready where the hell are you? TAKE YOUR METH AND GET OUT

anyway i started it today, reorganized my pantry, and fixed the fire alarm in my hallway that's been chirping at me for a week. i no longer have to wear earplugs to bed.

and with my newfound executive function superpowers, i will be spraying my weed-free piss all over Reagan's grave.

#personal #anyway thanks for the kind words anon #i am going to go lie down #ADHD #long post

[cosmicstarlatte]

Customer Service (Obey Me!)

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They try contacting customer service. 🤷‍♂️

»Characters: Demon Bros

»Tags: Certified Shitpost™️, Pathetic Lucifer is my favorite Lucifer

»Notes: It's been a while since I've done a shitpost bulleted fic so ♡reblogs♡ are appreciated. I've had this wip since March apparently? 💀

Lucifer:

A hand on his hip and the phone in the other

This man means business

"Don't talk to me, I'm trying to keep my level of anger"

Held onto his anger for two hours waiting for the next agent

The annoying hold music only fueled him

Tried to be reasonable with the agent when he got patched through

But they were new

"Look, just get me your manager."

Waited another half hour for them

The problem got fixed rather quickly actually

smirked in satisfaction...Lucifer always wins.

If only he noticed the two stuck pages in the manual, he would've not wasted his morning

Mammon:

If he wasn't broke he would've paid someone else to make the call

Waited for an hour but it felt like eternity

"Yeah ain't there a satisfaction guarantee on this anyway!? The customers always right!"

Tried to get a replacement for his earbuds

And a refund while he was at it

Scammy? What?? Nooo....

"They fell in the wash! It's not my fault! Did I get insurance? Who has the money for that?"

Him and the agent went back and forth for a while

The agent finally caved and promised to replace the earbuds

"Finally! Ya better send 'em quick! -click-"

...

He realized he never gave the agent his address & had to start the process all over again

Levi:

Lol

Tried online chat but his specific issue needed a real agent because...of course it would

Tried to pay one of his brothers to make the call for him

They rather stab themselves or wage war against Diavolo than call customer service

Took anxiety medication before trying to call

Waited three hours on hold but played something soothing in the meantime

helloooo ruri and friends crossing

He stopped when he heard the hold music stop

"Hello thank you for calling Akuz-"

click

"It's not that important."

Satan:

This is how a pro does it.jpg

Drank his little coffee and ate his fresh little pastry

See, he set an alarm to call customer service right when they open their lines

Had the number typed and ready to go with a press

BEEPBEEPBEEPBEEP

Finally!

-dialing tone-

"Hello. Your wait time is 2 hours and-"

...

...

...

Slammed his phone on the floor and it broke

Went to go fight the company in person

His issue got fixed

The company had to tighten their security after this incident

Asmo:

Is that one lucky demon that happens to get patched through quickly

He was having problems with his devilgram account verification

Just as he started speaking about his issue the agent freaked out

Turns out they were a huge fan and could automatically tell it was the REAL™️ Asmo speaking

The issue got fixed and Asmo stayed talking with the agent because they sounded really cute

One thing led to another and...it went from a customer service hotline to a phone sex one real quick

This always happens when he calls customer service akskjfksls

Beel:

Collected all the snacks he had

Even cooked an entire feast

He needed everything he could get before making the dreaded call

After an hour of waiting (and barely any snacks left) he finally got to an agent!

It was a pleasant experience for both sides

Beel is getting sent replacements for his shoes plus a discount voucher for his next purchase

güd boi™️ as usual

Belphie:

Almost fell asleep while waiting

The music soothed him, they had classical music playing

He's not really sure how long he waited if he's being honest

When he finally got to the agent he sounded so weak the agent was concerned

"Mm? No I'm always like ...losing... consciousness ...it's normal...zzz..."

The agent was still so concerned they sent someone to the HOL to check on him

Beel ended up making the call for him

⬦You might also like: Coconut︱Devil-Mart⭐︱Waffle House

#HIS OWN DADDY put me on this earth to bless everyone with pathetic lucifer AMEN #shitpostcifer #obey me #obey me headcanons #obey me shitpost #obey me crack #obey me humor #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me imagines #obey me scenarios #◇˖・ﾟ— › cosmic obey me . ⊹

[hazelminesims]

It's summer break and every is sleeping in late. Kehlani and Kofi have a plan for the first week to celebrate with family barbecues.

The first day did not start off so great. Jordan tried to use his mom's new waffle-maker and almost burned the house down.

Insurance gave them §406 for the damages, but each counter cost §265. Even sims have wack insurance coverage. 🤦🏽‍♀️

[netherworldpost]

Waffle illustration for a faux postage stamp. There is more to this stamp, more artwork that will make it "a waffle stamp" instead of just "a fun illustration of a waffle."

This is an update to make this more than just a waffle illustration preview. Let's go.

On Monday, we're receiving samples for our mailing envelopes. We are going to launch small.

One of the faux postage stamps is a waffle. I have an entire product plan around brunch and breakfast -- with ghosts, with mermaids, with witches, with monsters.

Cards and stickers and zines and stories and theories.

Guides to launching an RPG insurance policy for your games. Fail a saving through? Collect 10 gold coins.

Spreadsheets your rogue characters can use when deciding to lend money at absurd rates to their adventurers.

Maybe the rogue runs the insurance company. Maybe mischief can be wrought here.

Breakfast. Brunch. Smooching. Lazy days. Adventures in the grocery store. Hunting paladins who are raising trouble. Stealing jewels from wizards.

A sentient jack-o-lantern that is the familiars of a witch who runs a potion shop.

A winged black cat who is the familiar of a swamp witch. Her wife is a vampire. They all live in a secluded cottage. Their favorite restaurant is run by a troll who hates to talk and so named the restaurant after himself so he can use as few words as possible.

Labels that proclaim mail you are sending is haunted. Or cursed.

In a pile of months, an email (or text!) based RPG with a simple concept: you own a small haunted house in the middle of the woods. Or maybe a lighthouse on the precipice of a sea, your neighbors are sea nymphs and mermaids. Maybe you run a video rental store and your customers are goblins.

We are starting small.

The above is a preview of a waffle.

For a faux postage stamp.

One of a few that will be available at launch time.

There is so much more to come. It's going to take 3 years at least to get through Phase 1. How incredibly exciting is that?!

I like email lists and notifications. Do you? Sign up: netherworldpost.com

#tw food #food tw

[almost-a-class-act]

Get to know me game

Thanks for the tag, @blood-mocha-latte, @fayestardust, and @ep6bastogne. it's Friday morning and you know what that means: I just did some housework in a frenzy and now I'm putting off doing real work!

name: Sam

pronouns: she/her but in the least I'll-die-on-this-hill way possible, if that makes sense. It's not a preference so much as an "I need to have these to be referred to in English".

star sign: Sagittarius, baby.

number of siblings and fun facts about them: One, he's younger and within two years we'll both be CPAs. He got his first, because he's obnoxious like that.

number of pets and their names: None, but I saw a cat at the shelter named Yam and all of a sudden I was consumed by the urge to be Sam and Yam. Yam got adopted but I think I've got the cat bug.

fandoms: HBOWar, Justified, Shadow and Bone/Six of Crows, the Sandman

favorite color: Green

favorite song: I always waffle over this question because I'm like, do you mean ever or the one I've listened to a thousand times this week? Ever is probably All the Small Things by Blink-182. I was the right age for it to lodge firmly in the ol' melon I guess.

favorite author (books, fanfics, zines, webtoons, etc.): god, is it Robert Leckie? He's the only author I've actively sought out in the last couple of years. I sort of have a lifelong yen for Lewis Carroll and Dianna Wynne Jones also. I bought my nephew the two Alice books for Christmas.

favorite fic type: Angst with a happy ending, probably.

favorite holiday: Halloween

do you have a partner (romantic, qpr, etc.)? Nope. Cue Whoopi "I don't want anybody in my house!"

hobbies: hiking, camping, baseball, golf, fitness, craft beer, WWII. I'm like every cis man red flag on a dating profile.

fun facts about you: I've seen One Direction in concert four times, which is less surprising if you've been following me since I was feverishly reblogging ziam gifsets at all hours of the night. I also have my personal trainer cert (which I've let lapse and am no longer insured on, but I had it for... almost five years) and I like to say that in fandom because people are always like, gross you came here from sports?

I'm pretty sure everyone on god's green and most extremely verdant acre has been tagged at this point so please consider yourself tagged if you haven't been, and here's a few more from the recent notifs, hi come yell into the void with me if u would love to: @vintagelavenderskies @terresdebrume @offbeatpaikea23 @buthappysoverrated @mutantmanifesto @missmelewis

#tag games

[hope-ur-ok]

How is life now that you don't have to stay up until ungodly hours 3 nights a week in order to upload the surprise song o'clock audios?

Thank you for your service 😊

So, um, I still stay up till like 2am, which is the same time I would be up for the east coast shows, because I am terrible and have a sleep schedule that is not ideal. But its been normal, I've had work, which is work (last week was a bad week), though I got to fill out some insurance paperwork so that the guys could go to a tunnel that I have spent years calling the "secret tunnel tunnel" cause my sisters and I would sing the secret tunnel song from Avatar whenever we drove through it. I finally have had time to catch up on YouTube videos (I have been super behind on lilsimsie for months) so I no longer have an insane watch later list. Um, I helped set up my mom's classroom which is like a tradition at this point. I have fully started planning the WV coal mine disaster & waffle house road trip!!! I have a Lisa Frank binder and I'm going to fill it with information about each ghost town (and non-ghost town that had a disaster that I think is interesting) and dump information about each place on my sister and her bestfriend (and maybe his boyfriend, also maybe my bestfriend I plan to ask her once we have it more figured out). So yeah, its been pretty normal

#the turtle gets asks

[thisnightissparkling089]

Everything with a 4!

Alright, back to my regularly scheduled program😅

4.) which cryptyd being do you believe in?

I had to google this🙈 I was going to say aliens, but then I saw the list of characters. So I'll say Chupacabra because, why not.

14.) do you love the smell of earth after it rains?

It's not my top favorite scent, but I do enjoy it!

24.) if we were together on a rooftop, what would we be doing?

Psychoanalyzing Chenford and discussing what we wanted to see in The Rookie going forward.

34.) is there a song you know every word to by heart?

All Too Well (Taylor's Version) it took me years to get it down, but I finally got there😅

40.) did you have any snacks today?

Salt and Vinegar chips. I was too overwhelmed to make breakfast this morning, and couldn't realize why I was so irritable and on edge until I looked at the clock and realized it was nearing 12:30 and I hadn't eaten anything yet. So I snacked on some chips while I made a sandwich.

41.) how do you take your coffee?

At home: 2 Stevia packets and a tablespoon of creamer. Right now I'm using Eggo waffles creamer. It tastes like the milk after you eat french toast cereal bites.

At Dunkin: 3 cream, french vanilla swirl, no sugar.

Oh, and it always has to be decaf. For some reason caffeine majorly spikes my anxiety. I'll say I can handle it once every few years and inevitably that day will end in a panic attack and tears😅

42.) an app you frequently use besides this godforsaken site?

Facebook and Instagram

43.) what’s your take on spicy foods?

I'm all for some heat and a good kick. But I still want to be able to taste the food, not burn my taste buds off.

44.) you get a free pass to kill anyone, who is it?

Whoever invented insurance companies. The whole thing is an absolute racket.

45.) can you remember what happened yesterday?

Yes, because it wasn't a great day. Going to use this to get real for a moment. I found a lump in my left breast earlier this week, and went yesterday to get it checked. My doctor did detect a mass. She's fairly certain it's just a cyst and benign, but I have to have a 3D mammogram and Ultrasound to confirm.

I also was supposed to have a follow up with my pulmonologist to discuss my latest CT Scan, which I know showed improvement, but I didn't get a full explanation or plan of action because I was supposed to have an in person appointment yesterday. Well he canceled, and now I'm leaving for vacation without any updated insight to how my lungs are functioning.

2 days after I get back from vacation, I'm scheduled for a Pap smear, mammogram, ultrasound, and a pulmonology appointment all on the same day🤦🏼‍♀️

46.) favorite holiday film?

Already answered, but it's The Holiday!

47.) what was the last message you sent?

"His every day breakfast request! It used to be poptarts, but now it's chocolate chip pancakes"

We watch our neighbor's son in the morning and get him on the bus, so she can get to work. One morning my husband asked him if he wanted to make chocolate chip pancakes for breakfast, and that's been his go to breakfast for months now lol. That was in response to his mom saying he told her he likes breakfast at our house better😂

48.) when did you first try an alcohol beverage?

13. It was a wine cooler at a family gathering and I felt like a big shot. Looking back, if my first sip had been something like whiskey or vodka, I would have been turned off a lot longer, ha.

49.) can you skip rocks?

I've never tried, but I'm also not coordinated, so I'm gonna say no.

Thank youuuu, friend! I always enjoy these☺️

#ask game #asked and answered #ask me anything #send asks

[suuilee]

for me, ian was:

saying goodbye to my parents at the airport.

reassuring them that a category 2 wasn't the end of the world. it was holding up a shutter while my brother drilled in the next. buying just enough water, and cooking just enough food. arguing with him two days before landfall whether to stay or go, for a storm shifted to a monster.

taking down the first room i've gotten to decorate since losing our childhood home.

deciding what i needed to leave behind; "just in case".

making the judgement call to not evacuate.

what they don't tell you about that part is: many, many people had no choice.

our highways cornered us before we even knew what was overhead. later, we found out if we had fled, we would have been an eventual rescue in the middle of central florida, with no way home.

no one really prepares you for landfall.

i can't count on my fingers; the amount of times people would tell me we were overreacting. that this wouldn't be "the big one".

ian was going to bed on a tuesday, believing we would wake up to a cat 3 on wednesday.

we lost power on a wednesday morning, our cell towers went down shortly after. we had no idea what was coming. a phone call from my mom broke through. my parents don't cry, and i don't think they have ever sobbed harder. carrying their guilt of not being there with us. thinking they left us behind, almost felt worse than being told something we never anticipated—

—category 4, but you might as well call it a five; unless you’re an insurance company. 

nervous laughter at waffle house closing; jim cantore right next door. i didn't think those stories were real. being a spectacle to the world is like being in the eye itself. i don't wish that on anyone.

intensifying overnight, ian was destined to hit us at at exactly 2 pm, with not one eye wall, but two.

dropping the call meant sitting in the dark, which meant waiting, which meant playing a board game; distracting us from the inevitable.

"sorry" took on a whole new meaning.

my dad once said: better to have it and not need it, than to need it, and not have it.

the winds whistling into the 100s made us thankful for the shutter we agonized over. did you know that there’s a difference between a whistle versus the sound of a train? dead silence is the opposite of safety. tornadoes have always scared me.

i found out purgatory is equivalent to 14 hours; 30, if you count the power outage and contaminated water. longer, if you count crying over friends who you didn’t know were safe, hurt, or dead.

i don't like calling us lucky.

it's an ugly truth, and an uncomfortable one.

there isn't any relief in saying we were lucky, because what about the people who got the direct hit?

in fort myers, where the beach no longer exists? in sanibel, where their only way out was severed in half? inland, where they thought they were out of the cone's way? those who fled from tampa to further south, where they were told they would be safer?

why are we forgetting cuba?

a last-minute shift doesn’t mean a last-minute celebration.

the very people in the midst of tragedy, who social media is condemning. there isn’t a joke that can be made to remove that bitter taste.

somehow, the whole country knows better.

what they would do in our position. how to leave. it’s easy, if you try hard enough. why would anyone want to live in the south? you knew this would happen. it's your fault for staying.

what they don't teach you is empathy. both in definition, and in practice. i wish i hadn't looked at my phone.

i'm glad i did.

my brother and i watched ian high-tail out of our area.

he was, and is, the anchor to my drifting ship. never would i have thought we would have to play out the act of putting eachother's lives in eachother’s hands. 

i hope to do the same for others. they don’t tell you about the survivor’s guilt. i guess that's something you learn on your own; but i’m not alone.

we will heal. we will cry. we will recover. we will make it.

that may be easier said than done.

baby steps are better than none.

#hurricane ian #this was a week from hell #and i am so over it #and i am so sad #vent writing #i dont write in a million years and yet here we are #this ends my tag for now #sui's hurricane troubles

[yen-doodles]

The Big Three

Also also- since magic isn't affiliated with my sitcom au, no one is a reincarnation. I mentioned it briefly in a previous post but it was in reference to Sandy, Pigsy and Tang

I bring it up now because, since there's no reincarnation, Mei is also not a reincarnation. So Ba Long Ma, the dragon from JTTW, is separate from Mei. I kinda forgot about him before last night but I didn't wanna write him out completely, so he and Mei are separate beings.

He's was Mei's uncle and was also friends with the others in highschool. He died before Mei was born those and before SWK got MK. I'll thinking he may have died from a car crash or something. I mean in the original legend, Ba Long Ma is Tripitaka's second horse since the other got eaten.

Anyway- stuff about the three

Pigsy

Took a business major in college

His parents owned a tools and gardening equipment store and he used to work there after school and weekends.

But when got older, around highschool, he realized he didn't want to take over his parents shop and wanted to spend his life cooking

Pigsy had bought a fixer-upper shop to turn into his noodle shop in his last year of college, he wanted to insure he would have the place hopefully mostly done by the time he graduates

He couldn't afford to hire people so he did most of the work himself

The project ended up taking a little longer but Sandy, SWK and (technically) Tang helped him finish up near the end to speed it up

SWK had broken an arm while helping-

Has an apron sewn by little Mk, he doesn't wear it at work anymore because he doesn't want to get it ruined since it's so old but he refuses to let anyone trying to fix it

Catered both Mei's and MK's birthday parties as well as their "important business meetings" aka tea parties

The three would take turns each week babysitting Mk, once the kid woke Pigsy up with a tray of questionable food he "made"

It was frozen eggo waffles with whip cream and raspberries, the kid tried

After Pigsy showed him how to safely take them out of the toaster so he can show SWK later

Is a big marvel fan but hates most of the movies, still goes to watch them in theaters though

Put shaving cream on baby Mk face because the kid wanted to be like Pigsy

Can't take photos to save his life

No one but Mac, Mei, Sandy and MK can take good photos

Plans the vacation

Books the hotel, flights all the technical stuff

Sandy

Worked for a while in both an aquarium and as a life guard

Currently works as a veterinarian, but technically also took a psychology course in university and has all the requirements to be a psychiatrist

I just like the thought of Sandy being the only one really interested in the scientific end of things

He would garden with baby Mk

Got really into deadlifts and weightlifting in college

Was indeed skinny lad in highschool

Family has a house near the beach and grew up surfing a lot

Is the one the one to hold the photo out for group photos since he has the longest arms, someone else has to press the button

Is the tallest so has to crouch or sit in photos

The one that's most prepared on trips, has everything anyone could possibly need

Also carries everyone's bag if they get too tired

Scrapbooks, lots of scrapbooks

He began making them in middle school and creates one every year

SWK is especially grateful for this, since he's so bad at taking photos he wouldn't have been able to document mks childhood if it weren't for Sandy

Has scrapbooks for every year of highschool and college

The amount of blackmail this man holds for SWK, Tang and Pigsy is powerful

They are all scared for the day Sandy shows the kids and Mac these scrapbooks

Gives free hair cuts

It was mainly meant for the kids since I feel mk was afraid of the barber for a long time

And Sandy would cut his hair instead because he was a familiar face

Though after a while he has a whole lot of people coming to have him cut their hair, including Pigsy and Tang

But also SWK gets his hair cut by him too because he forgets to book himself a hair appointment

Was the first one to grow a beard in the group

In highschool the guys had a contest to see who could grow more of a beard

From most beard to least beard it went: Sandy, SWK, Tang then Pigsy

Sandy didn't even really have to try, SWK barely beat Tang and Pigsy was automatically picked to be last

Sandy will talk to Red about science since their the only ones that like it

Collects a lot of reusable material and scrap metal

Let's the kids use it for school projects or just their own personal work

Owns a lot of cats but has a few animals as well

All of his animals have movie themed cat puns for names

A few of the cats were named by a people in the group

And each person has an animal that claimed them as their favourite

And as soon as that favorite person walks in, they will not live that person's side until they have to leave

They all love Sandy obviously, most hate SWK except for like two or three

Tang

Took Greek mythology and a lot of odd sounding classes in highschool

He has a major in literature and minor in architecture

Literally can't swim

The gang learned this when Sandy invited them over and he almost drowned

Was the kid of student to tell the teacher when they forgot about the homework

SWK nearly broke his glasses trying to stop him one time because of it

Went through an punk phase in sophomore year of high-school

Introduced Mk to a lot of books, some that might've not been the best choice for his age

Taught him how to do puppy eyes to get free noodles

He had to move out of his apartment and moved in with Pigsy for what was meant to be a temporary thing but became a permanent thing

Definitely had a big atla phase in highschool and had the group dress up as them for Halloween

SWK would be sokka, Tang would be Katara, Sandy would be Aang and Pigsy would be toph

Later on Mei would be Appa, and MK would be Momo

Helps the teens with their English homework

Will stare at all the cool architecture and tell everyone about it while sprouting out historical facts

Is the one planning all the sightseeing part of the vacation

Once the location is picked, he makes sure there's at least something for everyone to enjoy

When Mac joins the group he makes sure if there's concerts or musicians he likes playing in the place they're going

Once SWK was really getting on his nerves so he took MK to get SWK favourite food, then they both took a picture of it and sent it to Wukong

When he brought mk home he instructed the kid to eat the entire thing infront of SWK without breaking eye contact

The kid did and SWK apologized to Tang right after, mumbling about how he turned his son to the dark side

Tang is petty, almost as petty as Mac

Did have lightsaber battles with Mei and MK

Mk once bonked Tang on the head really hard with his lightsaber really hard that Tang fell down

Mk started crying because he was worried he had to be sith member instead

Definitely was the most chaotic of all the babysitters

#lego monkie kid #sitcom au #lmk sitcom au #lmk pigsy #lmk sandy #lmk tang #ba long ma #sha wujing #jttw #lmk au #i tried my best to think of enough stuff to match mac and swk post but i don't brainrot enough about em #especially sandy #poor guy has the least even out of all of them i think

[meret118]

As of that month, the committee disclosed spending just $23 million on ads, with more than $21 million going into text messages and more than $12 million to American Express credit card payments, whose ultimate purpose isn’t clear from the filings," the report explained.

. . .

"I don't have any big answers about the NRSC's finances, but I can tell you they categorized thousands in expenses to Waffle House as 'air charter,'" said Dennis. He noted, however, that the category was changed. "Only other folks getting money for air charter are Rick Scott himself, and the insurance company AFLAC for some reason."

An air charter means Scott is using the NRSC for a private plane to fly him around the country instead of flying commercial.

. . .

Rick Scott was forced out of his hospital company in the late 1990s after federal investigators found fraudulent billing and practices to the tune of 14 felonies. As the South Florida Sun-Sentinel reported in 2018, "most happened under Scott’s leadership."

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They've spent about $150 million so far this election cycle under Scott, and have 20 something million left.

ETA:

Many on Twitter pointed to Scott's past Medicare fraud scandal during his time as CEO of Columbia/HCA. When Scott was deposed in 2000 amid the investigation, he pleaded the Fifth Amendment 75 times.

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Why didn't he go to prison?

#News #GOP

[bastardblvd]

Ok but the rivalry between linecook!dabi at the Waffle House and linecook!sanji at the flapjack shack? Legendary. Dabi tossing a Molotov cocktail through the flapjack shack window (again), and Sanji lighting his cigarette on a burning vinyl booth on his way out before he walks across the street to fight Dabi in the parking lot. (Landlord Sakuna collects the insurance money yet again, so it’s a win-win for everyone.)

YOU READ MY MIND! I WAS GOING TO POST THAT THE FIRST ACT OF WAR IS LINE COOK!DABI LEAVING THE FLAPJACK SHACK TO WORK AT WAFFLE HOUSE 😭 they pay two cents higher but line cook!sanji considers it an act of treason and will not be forgiven. ALSO WHY IS THE IMAGE OF SANJI LIGHTING HIS CIGARETTE ON THE FLAMING VINYL BOOTH SO BADASS? it's like an action movie... except this is slimeball alley, so a super low-budget one...

#stepdaddy merc #thus-spoke-lo #landlord sukuna owns most of the buildings in grimetown #i say most because there's also room for landlord beef #line cook!sanji #line cook!dabi

[bakafox]

The thing is, there are probably 'decent' arguments to be made about how I do not *need* an in-home caregiver.

Which has been preying on my mind, because I have recently been warned that if somehow the caregiver who is here today doesn't work out, the insurance company will take all my hours, as they are starting to wonder if I need a caregiver.

There have been very few people looking for a caregiver job since COVID started. So for the last couple of years, the agency has had almost no one to try placing.

One or two they tried placing vanished or quit.

One didn't speak enough English, and I didn't speak enough Spanish, and it was so hard to try and communicate with her using Google Translate that I was in tears by the time the day was at an end, so I asked if they could please find me someone who speaks more English.

One didn't like that I was having a hard time figuring out what days/hours to have her here, working around her hours with her other client, and quit after just two days because I asked if she could come on different days.

One turned out to be a Republican and I nearly had a nervous breakdown and did have minor panic attacks once I realized a motherfucker who voted to basically seriously harm me, and almost everyone I care about, was IN MY HOUSE for four hours 3 times a week and I had to be polite to him and count on him- and asked for a different caregiver please.

...I need caregivers who only work 3 or so days a week, because my disabilities are mental illnesses, and having someone I do not personally know very well and such here multiple days in a row, I will actively hit a point where I will spiral into serious anxiety and depression.

These people are supposed to help me, but making me go into downward spirals or anxiety and panic attacks are the opposite of helping me!

BUT... because in the last 2 years only about a half dozen possible caregivers have been found, and none of them worked out, and more than half the time it was a problem on THEIR end... well:

As far as the medicaid provider thinks of things, if I have 'been fine' without the help, if I have been willing to refuse to retain a caregiver rather than put up with whoever is on hand no matter how unsuitable, then that proves I do not need a caregiver.

And without caregivers helping me, it's true, I have not died.

My house has been messier and messier and messier over time, because I can't keep up and there are specific tasks I usually cannot force myself to do around executive dysfunction and exhaustion, but I haven't died or been hospitalized for it.

My diet increasingly became fast food burgers, toaster waffles, and microwave taquitos because trying to cook for myself all alone is exhausting, but I didn't die or get hospitalized for it.

I had entire days of being almost in tears because I knew I needed to go grocery shopping, but the idea of being in the store alone, or dealing with putting groceries away alone, was incredibly daunting and depressing.

But it's not like I died.

I am almost in tears today, because there is a new possible caregiver here, and she has taken out recycling I've been too tired to take out this week, has cleaned the kitchen sink that squicks me out to go near or clean so hadn't been for weeks, helped put dishes away so they didn't just sit on a counter or in the washer and reload the washer.

...She is cutting up the chicken I bought, which is something I actually have anxiety about doing, because chicken is so SLIPPERY and I'm always terrified of cutting myself, and putting the cut chicken into the freezer so that all I have to do to make taco meat or soup is pull it out and cook it.

But, yeah, it's not like I'd die if she wasn't here. The chicken would just wind up in the freezer as whole breasts, and every time I wanted to cook any, I'd stare at the frozen chunks of chicken and have to decide if I felt up to defrosting/cutting it. And sometimes I'd have to say 'no', and just eat more toaster waffles.

But that wouldn't kill me.

And I guess in the US with the current system of healthcare and feelings about who is worthy or whatever. I guess.. that means there's no need. Because quality of life has been declared to be not a fucking need.

#bakafox rants #i'm just tired y'all #if this lady doesn't work out for ANY reason I'm fucked #I mean no more fucked than I've been for the majority of the past 2 or 3 years #but i hate living in a mess and I want fresh food more often and no I cannot provide clean environment and fresh food for myself easily

[simstryingtheirbestok]

Oh well done David, great way to kick off a fine fall Monday morning--especially when you're within minutes of catching a starvation moodlet because you had to repair both the toilet and the shower after your morning ablutions; especially especially when Diphda already ate the last leftover grilled cheese sandwich for her breakfast.

(Thank goodness she had left for school already when this happened.)

You have four cooking points, David. Four! That ought to be enough for you not to burn the house down making waffles.

Well, a quick meal would be the easiest solution (the quickest, even), but I feel like he's had enough punishment for one morning, so I'm sending him to the diner instead.

--in the rain? In the rain.

Of course. That tracks.

Despite losing his stove, the counter to the right of the stove, and his tacky cafe curtains, insurance only paid out 331 Simoleans. That also tracks.

(David has the Lucky trait in this save, incidentally. 😄)

#ts3 #ts3 challenge #the sims 3 challenge #career opportunities challenge #sim: david vaneault #neither a doctor nor a chef is fair david #it is actually shocking this hasn't happened before

[abookishdreamer]

Character Intro: Ktesios (Kingdom of Ichor)

Nicknames- Macho Man by his wife

Dad by his daughters

Mr. Big by Dione & the others

Age- 45 (immortal)

Location- Hearthwood neighborhood, New Olympus

Personality- He's the epitome of being the "big tough guy" with an even bigger heart. He's reserved, quiet, & overprotective of those he cares about. Family is everything to him. He's married.

He has the standard abilities of a god. As god of the household his other powers/abilities include being able able to shapeshift into/communicate with domesticated animals, enhanced craftmanship (within the home), cleanliness manipulation, kinship manipulation, pyrokinesis, culinary intuition (his food can have healing properties), and architecture manipulation- koinonikinesis (expand or decrease room size) & epiplakinesis (furniture manipulation).

Ktesios is married to Soteria (goddess of safety). They have two daughters- Eleos (Ellie) (goddess of mercy, pity, & compassion) and Eulabeia (goddess of caution). The four of them live in a large beautiful farmhouse style home in the Hearthwood neighborhood of New Olympus. There's an expensive backyard for their furry family members to roam around. He keeps everything meticulously organized- the cabinets, the basement, the garage, the fridge, the laundry room, and the pantry.

His immediate family also includes his parents Hecaterus (Titan god of manual labor) & Anchiale (Titaness of fire), his younger sister Hestia (goddess of the hearth), and his younger brother Adranos (god of fire).

He always starts his mornings off by walking a few of the dogs through the neighborhood followed by a jog. Afterwards, he stops by The Roasted Bean where he gets his usual- an olympian sized roast coffee. Ktesios will also enjoy a beer, a glass of scotch, or a glass of red wine every once in a while.

A noticeable trait of him is his size (in his humanoid form). He very well may be the tallest god in the pantheon, towering to 7''8!

He won't consider himself to be on the level of his mother, sister, or Deipneus (god of cooking & breadmaking), but Ktesios feels very confident in knowing his way around a kitchen! His favorite type of meal is breakfast. Aside from his famous hearty breakfast lasagna, he also makes spiced pecan pumpkin waffles (topped with homemade pecan maple butter), potato & pepper frittatas, and his spiced hash browns.

He has many businesses. For starters, he has opened a school specializing in architecture & design. Ktesios and his wife work together as esteemed realtors! With his sister he co-hosts a home improvement reality TV show (which he created & executive produced) called Spíti & Estía. It's on it's eighth season. On his own, Ktesios has a chain of home improvement stores (The Lumber Shed), a home repair business (Workman Home Repairs), a clothing brand catered to Big & Tall guys (mainly giants and cyclopes) called A Tall Apparel, as well as a home insurance company called HomeTrust.

The most important aspect of his life is his family. He makes sure to make time for them. If they're too busy with work or other obligations, he & his wife will have a date night- whether it's a late night picnic or a couples' figure drawing class. He has a great relationship with his daughters. They will them do home improvement projects around the house, go bike riding, and post silly videos on Fatestagram of them doing viral dance challenges. Ktesios adores his mother (and enjoys her delicious roast chicken & moussaka) while he and his father will often go fishing & hunting or watch wrestling matches. He's not super close with his wife's family- his brother-in-law Soter (god of safety), his sister-in-law Praxidike (goddess of judicial punishment), or his nieces Homonoia (goddess of concord), Arete (goddess of virtue, valor, & excellence), and Calocagathia (Aggie) (goddess of nobility & goodness). Ktesios is also not as close with his younger brother, mainly due to the MASSIVE age gap between them and their different personalities.

His favorite sweet treat of all time is chocolate-chocolate chip ice cream (added with peanuts, almonds, & salted pretzels).

In the pantheon he's friends with Porus (god of resourcefulness), Coeus (Titan god of foresight, intellect, & knowledge), Harpocrates (god of silence & discretion), Nomos (god of laws), Horkos (god of oaths), Apólafsi (god of enjoyment), Axiótimos (god of honor), Pathos (god of emotion), Ponos (god of hard labour & toil), and Triptolemus (god of farming). He's also good friends with Chiron (the immortal centaur) and the cyclops Aurelius (father to the demi-god Cedalion).

Ktesios and his family once went to Poté Tróei, the restaurant owned by Adephagia (goddess of gluttony) where the four of them took on the behemoth known as the Mt. Olympus burger! Suprisingly, they managed to finish it with two minutes to spare! They donated the 5,000 drachma prize to a food bank.

Some of his favorite meals include his wife's wine-braised beef with mushrooms, his sister's creamy chicken orzo, Ellie's creamy and gooey mac n' cheese, Eulabeia's tater tot casserole, and his dad's fasolakia. His favorite fast food is the meat lover's cheeseburger (topped with bacon, barbeque sauce, & pulled pork) from Olympic Chef with large onion rings.

In his free time Ktesios loves spending time with his family. He also enjoys fishing, poker, billiards, working out, basketball, reading, boxing, football (soccer), basketball, wrestling, & hunting.

"A home is more than a foundation of beams. It's the place where love should start."

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