Flying Time

I meant to sit down and lament on life's pains this morning but I found myself at my laptop figuring out what in the world do I do next after a day off.  Booo!  I voted so I can boo.  I am still kind of feeling frustrated with some of the things I'm working on.  Well I could get help but I could also get lurked at and some lurker's friends are just freaking lazy.  I expect nothing in these situations.  I don't in life in general but sometimes it would be nice if a person showed initiative.  Oh well.

I didn't realize my sister had texted me over the weekend and I felt bad when I saw a second text.  I've had some scattered energy.  I'm not sure if it's the election or just worried about my financial plan.  Or all of the above.

I did flip on the news.  I lasted until 9 am.  I hit the mute button shortly. I thought Trump would apologize about the bad Puerto Rico joke and that shocked me.  Didn't shock me that he didn't say anything.  

I saw the picture of Joe Biden pushing a woman's wheelchair while he waited in line to vote.  God bless him.  What a good soul he is.  He's just a good human.  I feel so heart broken that he became older and maybe not as sharp for the presidency.  He did a lot and he gave it his all.  I want him to have the best life with Jill.  He's a good good man.

And then there's Trump talking about Arnold Palmer's penis and pissing off Puerto Rico with having stupid racist comedians on. Way to go, Fanta Fascist.  He. Will.  Lose.  

I'll be so damn glad when this election is over and see if Fanta Fascist sets himself on fire.  Plenty of us would get in line to hand him the match.

It's been a long election season.

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