Sunday Scaries 2026

We have a new time system where you sign in and out and it's taken a little bit of getting used to the last few weeks. I'll be working away and it's 10 after 8 and I remember I have to sign in.  I linger at the end of the day.  Well not linger.  I just have that 1 more email I should respond to or handle and when I submitted my time sheet, I was 10 minutes over.  Damn.  I accidentally worked over time.  Sigh. I hope I didn't get anything about it.  I'll be more mindful going on, but leave it to me to accidentally working overtime.  10 lousy minutes.  Sorry.

I asked Corinne about her husband feeling apprehensive about traveling with the way things are and she said yeah.  Damn.  I had a feeling that's why they didn't do as much traveling.  It took him years to get here from England and now he sees what's happening in the news and worries.  I hate that. I'll say it again. I feel like Tina Smith - leave us the F alone.  

As far as the F bomb criers, this is how maddening the situation is that it prompts a lot of expletives.  I've been coping by watching lots of reruns of The Facts of Life on Tubi.  That Mrs. Garrett was a righteous lady back in the day.  

I had enough of reality.  The last video of Renee Good bothered me where he calls her an f-ing bitch and shoots her in the head.  Yeah, who hasn't been cursed out by a man because you made him mad?  I thought of the monster when I saw that video on Friday.  I wish he would get arrested too.  I'm afraid he's going to hurt his girlfriend too.  I hate that he has a girlfriend.  I've heard this one and the one below me crying. I knew the feeling.  I did that a lot of nights.

My mom has watched more of the news than I have.  I needed a break.  I finished listening to my Kevin Federline book.  I'm not sure if I'm ready for a political book yet.  I did learn that the Free Britney movement was a big mistake.  Her fans are stupid.  He mentioned the knife thing in his book where she would stand in the doorway with a knife in hand and then walk away when they woke up.  Then she's dancing on Instagram with her ass crack bikini twirling knives.  Yeah, I'm K-Fed's side on this one.  

I guess I should get myself ready for bed and maybe watch another special episode of The Facts of Life.  Natalie was the real star of that show.  

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