It is late, uncomfortably warm due to a geo-engineered heat wave, and there's not quite two hours of 9/4/17 left. The East Coast looks like it's gonna get slammed with a hurricane (I wish Carthage, NC was closer to the coast. Like ON the coast, but oh well.), and the state I live in (calipornia) is burning up.
I also really, really hope I am taken out before next year, ASAP!!!!!!! I quit one job, since the other job made me an offer I couldn't refuse; but I CAN HARDLY MOVE, DAMMIT! After I came home from one shift, it hurt to roll over. I have a feeling I may get my wish, based on circumstantial evidence.
I'm under the impression that very soon we're all gonna get what we deserve. And we did ask for it, didn't we? At least I know I did, disregarding wise advice. Some of us just HAVE to piss on that electric fence. Over and over, in my case. I can be a little slow some times.
