I've been feeling like I'm going to burst. I look pregnant. Sometimes, I'm in pain. Sometimes, I don't want to eat even though I'm hungry because I feel so stuffed from the previous meal.
I've had a series of nasty turns on small curbs this past week, all on a foot and ankle already fatigued by my daily walking, so now my ankle pain has become rather serious. I'm so used to standing up all day (it's truly something, how I've conditioned myself to stand comfortably for nearly the whole day) that I forget to sit and rest my feet and ankle once I get home from the morning walk. It's at its worst today, and I'm not sure I'll be able to walk tomorrow. Maybe it's sprained; I don't know, but I doubt it. It just doesn't hurt enough, not that I really now what a sprain feels like.
My monthly benefits will be available in eleven days, and my DOR check should be here soon. Rarely do I get so much money at once. Maybe I should try investing some of it since I have really no other way of generating income. I know next to nothing about investing; I don't even know where to go to invest. Another possible major but invaluable expense is a week in Sacramento so that my face will peel.
Tonight I'll find out whether I can fall asleep without the melatonin I've been taking two hours before bedtime for...over a year now, surely. Because I ran out. I was going to rush to the health food store to see whether they carry any, but I may as well exploit this opportunity because I'll save twenty-six dollars if I don't absolutely need the stuff anymore.
I'm going to request a TENS machine to deal with my menstrual cramps. All the ibuprofen I take isn't good for my stomach. Speaking of which, I was able to eat peanut butter without any stomach trouble once I got some fresher stock. The health food store has a fresh peanut butter machine, but the peanuts in it have been roasted some time in the past, so they aren't exactly fresh.
I want to start using Talkio AI, a service that allows users to practice speaking a foreign language with an AI partner, but I'm concerned about this company having my voice data. According to the FAQ, the data is stored in Europe, so the relevant privacy protections are fairly strong. If the FAQ is true. I have no way of knowing where they store data or what they do with it beyond providing the stated service. Since they would have my name, home address, and other personal information via payments, in addition to my voice, it seems that the privacy stakes are higher than they would be. I guess very little damage could be done with such data, but I hate the idea of companies being able to exploit my personal information. The supposedly is supposedly in Denmark, so I don't know why the data is processed in the United States. Oh, it's for low latency. Now I have to read the privacy policies of all three of the data processors they use, and hope they all adhere to their own policies. Maybe I'll try another service, TalkPal.
Today in the window of the local bookstore I saw an advertisement for a book about safe breast binding, with little cartoon images of bebreasted people wearing binders. The fact that breast binding has been normalized to this extent is sad and bizarre. I once saw a Tiktok video that showed a handful of people with mutilated chests and told viewers that "top surgery is for everyone." Seeing that advertisement was something like watching that video. It's like these people are weaponizing inclusiveness. The potential "victims" are impressionable people who might not ever have considered binding or breast removal had they not been exposed to these normalizing messages.
I feel fatigued with being alive.
It's bedtime and I'm not sleepy. Maybe the quick-release melatonin will work some magic.