Week can end anytime

When I saw the picture of Kringle and Daisy in their carriers on their way here, I thought I can't wait to smooch on them and snuggle them.  Don't tell Precious. I smooched and snuggled on her tonight and will when they're here if she's not pissed off at me.  I just don't like people at the moment.  Well not all.  You know what I mean.

I am worried about the government shutdown.  The chaos and the weirdness of this administration seems to be wearing on my nerves today.  My mom had the news on but when she was in the kitchen baking for my sister and her family, I muted the news.  It's just a lot.

I did take a gander at Tik Tok to see what in the world the diva is doing.  Obviously not her work.  Oh, isn't that precious?  It appears she also forgot to wear a bra too in her videos.  Geezus.  People are weird.  Bad enough that people are making videos that they want Bad Bunny arrested at the Super Bowl.  I'm not a genius and I don't know a lot about Bad Bunny but I believe the man is from Puerto Rico.  Um, he's from here.  Well Tik Tok should actually be called Dip Shit.  It doesn't apply to all but I think the diva would fall under that category.  Maybe her and the lurker could sing some Elton John and Kiki Dee.  For the love of Pete, why would you do a video shaking your boobs in your old lady night gown?  Where's the bleach?  Yes, I took it off my phone again.  I won't do that again for awhile. It takes awhile to get the bleach out of my eyes.


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