Y12 D229

 You know what I'm enjoying? Watching the idiots from Wednesday getting caught and watching them freak out that their lives are now ruined as they get charged with federal crimes. "'I didn't think they would eat MY face' says the person who voted for the cheetahs eat your face party'. I wish people would stop equating this to BLM protests. "But they burned and looted things!!" There's a big difference between storming the fucking Capitol and storming a Target. One is a billion dollar a year corporation and the other is Target. What? I'm fucking hilarious. In all seriousness, what did they think would happen? We're talking about old white people. Had the morons succeeded in burning or destroying the votes, they would have been "heroes" but you didn't. Ya fucked up and now you're going to jail. Of course the very same people who sent you in there are going to turn on you. Generals gathered in their masses, just like witches at black masses. Maybe you need to remember the rest of the lyrics to that song? Maybe this verse in particular:

Politicians hide themselves away
They only started the war
Why should they go out to fight?
They leave that role to the poor.

Never forget that morons. You are pawns. Kings and queens hide. Pawns die. The best part to me is that these are federal crimes. No more voting. No more getting a job. You're fucked. Have you also noticed the states they're from primarily? AR, AZ, AL, FL. Not the sharpest crayons in the box coming out of those places to begin with. Enough of that. On to more relevant things.

I got a shit ton done before 9am yesterday. Went to two grocery stores for all the groceries. Gave myself a manicure. Did the dishes. Did laundry. Touched up my hair. Finished the fishing tourney in ACNH. Planned out dinner. I was pretty happy with everything I got done in the morning. Took a nice nap. Made steaks for dinner, went to PetSmart after dinner for some stuff for B, played video games, and went to bed. A nice productive Saturday for sure. Today nothing is planned. B is going to make us soup. I don't know what kind, but it means leftovers and I am okay with that. I don't have anywhere to go today and will enjoy lounging around in sweatpants all day. I am trying to allow myself that freedom on weekends. If I don't have to go anywhere, why do I need to get all uncomfortable in my clothing? It's a small thing, but will help improve my mood. I do find my anxiety slowly coming back down to a manageable level now that things seems to be stabilizing. Of course I did read yesterday that Kim Jong Butthole is going to ramp up his nuclear program again because cheeto will be no more. Lovely. Just when I thought things were getting better. Oh well. At least that's a threat I can wrap my head around. Unlike some moron from Alabama stealing a podium. That's too surreal for me. Duh'merica. Long live.