Ugh. Today

I don't look forward to it.  I don't like losing that amount of time when I could be more productive.  Here we are and well, I'll make the best of what I can get done.

I am surprised that the news didn't cover what happened in Colorado at that high school.  I'm just over what was covered last night.  No.  It's not ok.  Let's not make this person a martyr.  I see that people are blaming liberals.  Sigh.  Hate isn't ok.  Violence isn't ok.  Quit making up stories to fit your narrative because you're pissed off when I see things online.  It's so disturbing.  

Corinne filled me in on a lot I didn't know and I'm glad I didn't know some of this stuff.  I wish the news would have covered more about Colorado.  Enough.

I did my first text bank in awhile with the North Carolina Project the other day.  Felt good to get back in it.  I didn't get too many mean messages.  I've only done one other text bank with Vote Riders and  I didn't get yelled at too badly in responses.  Baby steps.

I don't really want to start my day.  I'm going to be frustrated and fidgety sitting in my chair for all that time unable to get up.  I got a stepper from Amazon to help me throughout the day.  I may jump on it for a few minutes to maybe burn off some frustration and maybe a calorie or ten.

I really don't want to start my day.  Have I said that already?  

I hope the good humans have a good day and don't have to sit for too long.  I got sciatica people. I need to move!  

Ugh

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