it's a convoluted mess
TL;DR — Sara says FUCK a lot. July. There’s a four-letter word if there ever was one. According to my computer it is 9:17 AM on July 26th. And since this is the lead-in to the monthly Last.fm stats for June, the fact that it’s almost August should tell you how great of a month July has been for my brain. NOT GOOD, KIDS. It’s Week 70…ish. Are we still counting weeks? When do we… Keep reading…Slipping in and out of focus…
It’s June. It’s Week 64…ish. It is ungodly o’clock in the middle of the night as I type this and it is STILL EIGHTY FUCKING DEGREES outside. I don’t know if I’ve ever mentioned this (I have. Countless times.), but I fucking hate summer so goddamn much. (I’m not the only one.) It’s not even officially summer yet, and we’re in the middle of a week-long hellscape of ninety-some-odd-fucking-degree temperatures and I am unfathomably angry… Keep reading…It’s a coin toss…
April. Week 56…ish… We have surpassed one full year since Bob started working from home because of a Global Fucking Pandemic. I did consider making a post on Week 52 to…commemorate?…the occasion and then I didn’t. And now it’s four weeks later. Whatever. I’m tired. Really fucking tired. We’ve been under curfew and warnings of protests and riots in the area with our phones lighting up and blasting alarms with emergency alerts over and over… Keep reading…Thinking way too much…
Any time but now… Week 33… Tomorrow is fucking election day and we’re completely fucked no matter which way it goes so fuck everything forever. I had many ideas and intentions to make this more like a real blog post but…FEH. I’m so fucking tired. Mentally, physically, emotionally FUCKING EXHAUSTED. So here is a barely half-assed lead-in to my monthly Last.fm stats. This word count is one of the only things helping me hold on… Keep reading…Any place but here…
Shush, Patrick. 28 Weeks… (Or the top of 29, but who’s counting?) I just… The news… It never fucking ends… I…don’t want to talk about it. We’re a month out from the election and I have absolutely zero faith anything good will come out of it no matter which way it goes (Oh, but we all know how it’s going to go.) All I know is that I am sitting at critical mass over here… Keep reading…I could scream forever…
Joel’s air conditioner is dead. Again. I have jury duty in August. Summer needs to fuck off already. Those are all different days. In no particular order because I didn’t have enough brain power to pay attention to such things. — Top 10 Most Played Artists for June 2020… 1.) The Young Veins … 352 plays 2.) Fall Out Boy … 300 plays 3.) The Killers … 245 plays 4.) O.A.R. … 242 plays… Keep reading…More of a relapse…