It’s whiskey Sunday!

Same. I was completely depressed yesterday. I couldn’t shake it. I became a total doomer. But then I wake up this morning and I’m over it. Ready to fight and I am certain change is coming.

I’m using “die in a fire” from now on

Man I can’t tell you how sorry I am. I was there with my dad at the end. I have no advice to give but I will say that you are a good person and I’m certain you are your mother’s son.

In Treb we trust

I’m left with only one thought right now: No one is coming to save us. Anyone with the ability to do so would have seen yesterday and all those people freezing their asses off and decided it was time for them to step up. But here we are.

Not the point, but the possessive “officer’s” is so fucking dumb.

Unless you’re a clinician who doubles as a eugenicist.

Farts

Praise Allah