Wednesday, June 28, 2017

Another day, another $.76 after taxes

Am I the only person who wakes up, looks around, wonders if the whole Trump thing was a bad dream, checks his phone for confirmation, and then sighs, fuck when reality sets in?

A friend of mine posted a racist right article (fuck you calling it alt right) about Obama potentially being summoned to testify before Congress in the whole Russian kerfuffle. I thought, a Constitutional lawyer who speaks in coherent sentences going before Congress? Yes, please! 

Got a ticket the other day. Didn't move over for a cop car. Mind you, I slowed down to 10 below the speed limit and edged over, but didn't pull into the oncoming lane. You know, oncoming traffic has a way of discouraging that shit.

What are you gonna do?

Yesterday I was told I need to stop wearing jeans to the libary. I make dirt for pay, but I am expected to dress up. I took the gig because I thought it was books and I like books. It's less books (seriously, I am embarrassed by how few good books we have), more kids, insecure IT people, and unnecessary dress codes. For dirt.

What are you gonna do?

I'm not sure, but I have some ideas in my head.

But for now, I have a shitty pair of black dockers and some cool socks.

Titty sprinkles!

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