I've noticed that I'm hemmoraging Twitter follwers ( yes, I still call it Twitter and I always will because X just sounds stupid) since I've been posting pro-Palestinian and anti-vaxx stuff but I don't care(I find it amusing,actually) but I'm not here to be popular; I'm here to share truth, to stand up for justice, to defend those that are wronged and to tell the gov't to kiss my ass. It's also sad to realize that my Palestinian tour guide I had in Gaza years ago(and possibly his entire family) quite possibly could have been killed now, and the Israeli one I had too( and his family as well).
War is hell.
Whenever I listen to the radio on the Google Home device it also always keeps going off too and it makes me wonder if someone or something is purposely interfering with the signal just to piss me off or if it's just my usual me being a jinx, and yesterday I also saw pasta that looked like dreadlocks:
Rasta pasta! HA!
Nancy Wilson from Heart also said that singing is all she can do; her only skill in life but at least she can do that; I can't even do that, and I saw people online insulting Eleanor Roosevelt's looks again yesterday as well, even after all this time people still call her ugly and I think it's horrible; even after all her good humanitarian works and her kind heart that's all people have to say about her is being critical of her appearance instead of focusing of what really matters; what's on the inside,and the 29 YR old said his client yesterday gave them(him and his boss) exquisite and top-of-the-line coconut water that costs around 250$ just for 12 small cans!
It really is a whole different world.
I think he also got drunk at 'da club last night because he'd barfed in a garbage can in the bathroom in the third floor bathroom last night. Why couldn't he have at least done it in the toilet so it would be flushed away and I wouldn't have to face that first thing this morning? Yuck! I never could get why people want to get drunk and be so sick like that. Weed is so much better.
I saw a commercial for Sephora the other day as well and I love that store and can wander around in there for hours( one of my friends even calls herself a Sephora Whora) and just try on the make-up samples and perfumes and it reminds me of when I was a teen and my friends and I would go to the Sears make-up counter at Gerrard Square (which was just a few blocks from our school) at lunchtime and try on the make-up until the salespeople would see us and chase us away and if we were lucky we got to finish doing our entire face for afternoon classes before anyone caught us but sometimes you just got to do one eye or half your face.😂
Buddy now being old and needing me to help him with everything and shitting and peeing everywhere also reminds me of with my mother before she went to the LTC home and it's also taking a toll on me; being a caregiver can be so overwhelming and I notice lately as well I'm detaching from everything now,too, even hippos and sunflowers don't "do" it for me anymore, but at least when I get to the Other Side I'll be free of all attachments,and nothing holding me back here anymore once Buddy's gone, and no more chronic daily pain either, and nothing will be flabby, saggy, baggy, jiggly, wiggly, floppy, tired, weary, old, hanging, creaking, cracking,breathless,worn out, wrinkly, stretched, broken, cracking, swollen leaking, etc. anymore,either!
My retirement plan is we’ll all be dead from the collapse of civilization before I hit 65 anyway so who cares.-RiotGrlErin
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