it's the plumber, i've come to fix the sink

The plumber came, which was nice of him considering, y'know, the black death and all. It took him half an hour to figure out that the problem was exactly what I phoned them about (my outgo pipe needed to be de-rooted). I went out on the back porch because the sound gives me panic attacks.

Then he left and the very tasty Japanese orange gummis I ate yesterday decided that they wanted revenge.

I played a lot of Pokemon Mystery Dungeon before I could go down to work. I don't think this game ever ends. "Hey did you ever hear about the STRONGEST POKEMON EVER? Wonder what he's like." *Big Orange Dragon and Cannon Turtle come stumbling into the town square* "Oh God we just met the strongest Pokemon ever and for the first time I know fear." "He kicked our asses and I'm never going back to that place." *pause* My partner, Mendel, says, "Hey, Ann, let's go check out the strongest Pokemon ever!" "Shut the fuck up, Mendel."

The bus has installed hand sanitizer dispensers, which would have been a great idea ten years ago, but I won't gripe about it. They are now running two at a time so there's enough room to distance passengers from one another. Even though there really isn't, but at least they're trying.

When I got to work I accidentally scratched myself, and found out how much evaporated hand sanitizer hurts on a tiny wound. It's a lot.