Saturday, May 9, 2020

Y11 D349

Yesterday was not a good day.

It started with me going to the store. I had to go to the big store for what we needed and fuck me, the anxiety and stress that created. People not wearing masks. People not respecting the lines on the floor. But the kicker was the woman behind me in line. She was jabbering away on the phone in Russian and not paying attention to how close she was to me. I am about six deep in line when I hear her come up behind me. I turn around and she is like right on top of me. I give her a death stare and when we move up I give her another stare. But guess what? She's so busy on the phone she doesn't pay attention UNTIL I FEEL HER CART HIT ME. I got pissed. I pushed her cart back into her. That got her to pay attention. She ended up moving to a different line. Fuck you.

Stressed out I head home. WTF? There's two fire trucks, an ambulance and 2 cop cars in front of my house. Great. My wife is dead. Yes, that's where my mind went. Why else would that many emergency vehicles be there. I pull in to the garage and go to one of the cops sitting in their car and ask what's up. They're waiting to go to the school down the street for some fucking parade. Seriously? My brain is fried now. Thanks.

But wait, there's more.

So B gets up around 11 and lays this on me: She thinks she has found her 'lost' grandfather. See B's mom's father has never been to anyone. Her grandmother never married the guy. Kind of like how I never knew my father until later in life, but in this case, the grandmother has NEVER spoken his name to anyone. Thanks to a 23 and Me match, B thinks she found the family secret and was up until six am stalking this guy and his family. Sadly, because most people are idiots when it comes to their online presence, she knew quite a bit about this guy and his entire family. From Arkansas. So now B has this burden of information. So she calls her mother and grandmother over to confront her grandmother. Turns out she was wrong. Sort of. This guy is related but in a 3rd cousin sort of way. The grandmother did divulge the real name of B's actual grandfather finally. The reason she never told anyone is that he had been a married man she met in a bar. Scandal. B then spent the rest of the day researching THAT guy. All she discovered is he's dead, his family is dead, and that she is 110% Polish.

I worked on materials until about 5 at which point I went to make dinner. Look outside and guess what? IT'S FUCKING SNOWING. For real. Snow. May. FUCK THIS. I looked up the weather and we have a severe freeze warning in effect until 9am today. It's currently about 20 degrees outside.

Done. I am done. Only thing left to say:

And now, the end is near
And so I face the curtain
You cunt, I'm not a queer
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain
I've lived a life that's full
I've traveled each and every highway
And more, much more than this,
I DID IT MY WAY

What, you think I'd go with the Sinatra version? Oh hell no. Sid Vicious baby. Side note Puscifer has a new video out there. Check it out. Apocalyptical. Go Maynard.

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