Are you aware that – sometimes – when a fly lands, it barfs to then suck up more nutrients?! I know there’s more accurate terminology to describe the process, but I don’t feel like finding it lol

Ages ago, while riding in the back of Gravity’s mother’s car, I saw a fly land on her lip. She did not seem bothered in the least and did not move to shoo it away. Soooo… I told her what flies do (as above). She moved pretty quickly after that and made spit noises. I died laughing, no lie.

Speaking of that disgusting excuse for a sub-par human… I haven’t given HER a nickname. Mostly because she’s not really worth my time or mental effort. But the ADHD side of me has clicked on and we must Cede to the Need…

As long as I’ve known her (25 years) – having dated, married, and subsequently divorced her son – she’s been consistent with pitting her 3 children against each other in some way or another. She chooses a favorite, they proceed to disparage a 2nd, and the 3rd becomes non-existent. I also JUST learned that this manipulation tactic is called “Triangulation.” She does this shit to this day, except for Gravity’s twin sister – who had been the ostracized party quite frequently – having extricated herself completely from the family dynamics. Good on her, I say.

So yeah. “Triangulator” seems fitting, but ugh, so many syllables 😅 I’m also toying with “Trifecta” – given its meaning… which is often used in betting on horse races. Seems accurate, imho. Maybe we’ll shorten it to T-Mom… but then that makes me think about T-1000 and T-X from the Termintor movies lmao. Now I’m Squirrel’ing. Feckin ADHD brains! T-Mom it is! Multiple meanings, mwahaha.

Oh, and The Dementor’s mother?! I thought T-Mom was bad… pfft. Dis bish was far beyond, employing the same basic manipulation tactics as T-Mom, and then some. The Dementor was and still is her favorite of her 3 children, though. Her main faults were: being two-faced (super nice to your face while bitching hard-core about everyone else to you, but… come to find out, she did the same thing with everyone else – and I was no exception), one-upping eeeeverythiiiing (if I casually commented about being tired or in pain, her immediate response involved “you have no idea what <insert thing> is like…” and proceeding to explain in great detail how much worse off her own suffering was), and being a stingy bish (one time, we had a flood nearby and she went to get supplies for “care bags” – with soap and other needed things – and told me she planned to charge [the victims of the flood] for them). “Two-Face” is what I’ve considered calling her. It might stick.

Anyhoo… back to the here and now?! It’s Day 5 of The Thing and I’m blogging because I needed to eat to take my meds, before I dive into EMDR therapy (oof, in 20 min). I usually do that on Tuesdays, but we were doing a driving that day and I had to reschedule. I should probly make sure I have Zoom on my phone… Oops!