not cool
Doesnt matter how okish you are when you fall asleep at 6 your not gonna be feeling so ok when the alarm goes off at 8.. cancelled a docs appointment, felt horrible cried a little cried a bit more when cat lady called to say she will be picking them up tomorrow. Stuid tablet isn’t charging, should manage to get something once the housing benefit is paid back and the budgeting loan is in. Cooker first though of course & a new smaller eating off table. New kitchen is tiny especially compared to what we got now so back to using the living room as a dining room to. Hardly ever in the living room here anyway, would of used it over xmas to watch movies but quit sky a while ago coz they got nothing we can tolerate, and friggin Netflix has cancelled Orange which has seriously pissed us off, like seeping into our nightmares pissed off. Think the endless hoards of superficial vavid twats are well catered for Netflix. We did eventually get into “good girls” or the one about the women getting involved in robbery and money laundering it had some quite class moments but only one series they have probably cancelled it too for that very reason.
Counted the cash and went up for wine, chocolate, fresh juice and guilt caserole cat food. Washed our favourite blanket twice and tumbled it then cut it in two. Only got cat carrier left as the other wasn’t returned but its the cool one that side opens and is dead easy to fold flat. Had to keep them out of here because we powdered them. Princess is particularly pissed coz of that and coz we arnt letting him out.
Had an eye on the laterst white dude slaughtering a bunch of random folks. That smile in one of his military service shots kinda says “Im fucked up and need serious help and Im not the type to go down without acting out on my projections, jealousies and resentments stewed in paranoid isolation and a culture that wont teach me self care, self expression and acceptance or respect for others.”
We just skip past any comments from the king of farts. We dont long for any kind of justice anymore, just acknowledge the uncrossable distance as it grows between ourself and authorities not just in a general sense but individuals and agencies we worked with, consciously and conscientiously because we believed there was something worth saving in America, the West and we knew our self respect demanded we do all we can to show them what we had to offer and how committed we were and are to our humanitarian principals. We thought we knew and would be prepared for the betrayals and their consequences but knowing and being emotionally or physically prepared for horror is very far apart. The mourning will never be over we have lost and seen to much cruel and callous loss for that but we are starting to function and hope for ourself and ours.
Miss you Gabe.
Listening to the Waifs, loving the Aussie accents and the folky country thang. Gonna have a burger.
Counted the cash and went up for wine, chocolate, fresh juice and guilt caserole cat food. Washed our favourite blanket twice and tumbled it then cut it in two. Only got cat carrier left as the other wasn’t returned but its the cool one that side opens and is dead easy to fold flat. Had to keep them out of here because we powdered them. Princess is particularly pissed coz of that and coz we arnt letting him out.
Had an eye on the laterst white dude slaughtering a bunch of random folks. That smile in one of his military service shots kinda says “Im fucked up and need serious help and Im not the type to go down without acting out on my projections, jealousies and resentments stewed in paranoid isolation and a culture that wont teach me self care, self expression and acceptance or respect for others.”
We just skip past any comments from the king of farts. We dont long for any kind of justice anymore, just acknowledge the uncrossable distance as it grows between ourself and authorities not just in a general sense but individuals and agencies we worked with, consciously and conscientiously because we believed there was something worth saving in America, the West and we knew our self respect demanded we do all we can to show them what we had to offer and how committed we were and are to our humanitarian principals. We thought we knew and would be prepared for the betrayals and their consequences but knowing and being emotionally or physically prepared for horror is very far apart. The mourning will never be over we have lost and seen to much cruel and callous loss for that but we are starting to function and hope for ourself and ours.
Miss you Gabe.
Listening to the Waifs, loving the Aussie accents and the folky country thang. Gonna have a burger.
