welcome to the storm, i am thunder

no mooncakes. ):

doctor finally authorized a full 90-day script with three refills so i can stop having to come back to the clinic every month to get the meds i've been using for a fucking decade. insurance declined to pay for that script, and the antibiotics he prescribed me for my infected nail got sent to a totally different pharmacy. the bakery by the mall where i used to work may or may not have mooncakes still in stock. i'm experiencing a rollercoaster. god GIVE me some fucking mooncakes right now i swear to fuck

i must admit, sometimes i am tempted to return to my problematic roots of fifteen(!!!!) years ago and do some good old fashioned genderbends

kind of want to try to apply a time loop au to something/someone but i'm not sure to whom i should apply it.