Like, maybe no announcements that 45 is sending the flipping military to the border, or that he routinely uses an unsecured phone, and no more mass assassination attempts? Just everyone chills the fuck out for a few days and does nothing and says nothing and the big news of the day is that it’s going to rain in the middle of rush hour.
I don’t know about that, but I could certainly use it. I can’t keep up anymore and it’s just one terrible thing right after another. I am not glued to the news all day by any means – the bulk of my day is spent looking at effed up database tables and trying to figure out what is broken, the software or the user. And I am just overwhelmed with all the horrific treatment of anyone who isn’t straight, white, male & rich.
But, we’re at least close to the weekend, even if after work tomorrow will be a last blitz to make the house slightly less horrifying for the furnace guys on Saturday, who will be arriving at oh my fucking god 830. But, at that point, all I have to do is open the door and let them in so they can do their magic.
Lily says hi.