It's not a good kind of different, either.
I did my normal morning shit. Listened to Ben Shapiro's podcast ~ if I listen to @DBongino's show, I end up watching it later 'cuz I enjoy the visuals while I walked a mile or so; made a fried egg wrap ~ broke the yoke, that pissed me off, but it's not unusual ~ breaking the yoke or getting pissed off; after watching Dan's podcast I moved on to "Louder With Crowder" but I turned it off after only 20 min. Not because it wasn't funny and informative, I just...couldn't.
Did a couple of chores, sent a couple of Tweets, looked at the Christmas candle I've been working on but didn't make any moves to complete it, and I've just been...beyond blah.
The idiot in OUR fucking White House spoke to Putin, it was on the TV but I didn't listen, I just can't.
I listened to a message from Nick Cannon talking about his 6-month-old baby boy dying on Sunday. That was seriously depressing, but that's not it either.
My idiot neighbor's having an argument with someone, she was slamming doors and hurling f-bombs (condominiums are worthless pieces of Real Estate Scheiße- you own airspace, and it's like living in an apt. with a Nazi-run HOA instead of a Commie Manager) so, I did what I usually do and turned on some death metal. Really loud. I've lived in this toxic shithole for nearly 19 years, and that's not it. I briefly considered offering to help the "yelling chick" with some polysyllabic words to boost her vocabulary, then I thought better of that, so yeah no. I just turned on some Fuck Biden rap. I have always hated rap, until...I didn't.
I'm typing this out in the hopes that the reason behind this feeling will rear its' ugly fucking head...and then I can address it, and move the fuck on.
The post below is about Miranda Devine's book, "Laptop From Hell." It hit me like a gut-punch. I was really disturbed by that book, and I seriously think that's it. Combined with all of the other Scheiße, I'm kind of certain this "feeling" of doom, dread, disgust, et al is what's making me feel like hammered dog shit.
No, I've never literally hammered dog shit, but I've had a hangover or two that made me feel prettyFRIKK'Nsick, and that's how I feel right now. I guess if I could put all the current Political Scheiße in a "Fuck Bucket" I'd be using an adapted version of the greatest movie quote of all time: "We're gonna need a bigger bucket..."
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