JFC, stop playing the national anthem before the ball game starts! It's a fucking football/baseball game, not the fucking Fourth of July!
And while you're at it, get rid of "Kat Bless Amerikkka" in the 7th inning stretch of a baseball game too.
INDICT INDICT INDICT!
It just turned wicked cold here; too damn early to be this cold.
Why don't stupid people come with a sign that indicates how stupid they are?
It's that time of year when my SAD kicks in and if you are not happy and smiling ear to ear people try and force you to be cheerful. FUCK YOU!
Baseball season begins on February 14.
So this happened on Wednesday (avert your eyes if you're squeamish):
Gotta give my boyz a little sugar. And yes, they petted my pussy and it purred! Good friends + good food + good conversation = priceless!
Next, for the furkid lovers out there:
Miss Oreo keeping Daddy's pants warm!
Misses Gigi and Nyla napping (what, you want them to load the dishwasher?).
Work has been busy. Been working M-TH with an off day Friday the past couple months. Gotta use up those vacation days somehow!
No new knitting to show off this time; several items in progress though.
Several stores I have visited recently have the shitty cheap-ass holiday crap out. TOO FUCKING EARLY!
I am awaiting the arrival of the mince pies (YUM!) at my grocery store; I just picked up spouse's free turkey (and my lasagna) yesterday. I don't eat turkey.
LOCK UP every damn GOPrick; none of them are any damn good!
Sometimes I hate being an adult; instead of doing house chores, I'd rawther (a nod to spo) be knitting and eating bonbons.