Somehow we’ve managed to roll around to last day in the office Thursday again, and I feel pretty good. I felt good all day yesterday and managed to make it through the day without getting tired–at least, not until I got home, at any rate. I did manage some chores last night too, once I was home, and that was terrific. I decided not to run any errands until tomorrow–I can make a grocery run and get the mail after my doctor appointment tomorrow. I am meeting my new doctor for the first time–my last one left the practice, and may have even left town for all I know, which is a shame, because he was the first doctor I’ve had in a while that I really liked. AH, well. Hopefully I’ll like my new doctor, who is a woman. (Women tend to be better doctors for me, probably the gay thing.) I slept really well, and feel a bit wrung out this morning, as one tends to feel on Thursday morning/last day of getting up at six for the week. I also have to make an appointment with my gastroenterologist. (Hey, spelled it right the first time; a good sign for the day.) I do want to watch an episode of Friday the 13th tonight, maybe do some picking up and cleaning, maybe even some reading or writing. #madness
I didn’t get a lot of things done last night because the final results finally came in and the race was called. MISSISSIPPI!!!! Even though it seemed inevitable, I didn’t put it past the establishment in that state to pull some hijinks, shenanigans, and outright fraud–which absolutely would have happened had the count not taken so damned long. Louisiana, Alabama, and Florida might flip next time around, too–I have high hopes of getting rid of Klandry next year, please God–as long as the corporate Democrats don’t fuck this up yet again. Don’t forget to write Senator-elect Turek about his betrayal of the queer community, too. I may not be an Iowa voter, but he needs to be shown the error of his craven ways.
I also took some grim satisfaction in knowing that his own party hates him so much that they would rather have the pedophile protecting piece of shit JIM JORDAN as leader than Steve Scalise. Ha ha ha ha, fuck you, Scalise, now and forever, you malignant racist homophobic piece of shit. I can’t imagine how humiliating it must have felt to know your own party–the one you sold your morality, conscience, and basic decency for–think that the moron from Ohio would make a better leader than you. If I were Scalise, I don’t know that I’d be able to show my face in public for a while…but again–no shame or conscience, so that won’t happen. I just am going to embrace that bitch slap for what it was, what it meant, and how good it was to hear the news. May the rest of your life be one humiliation after another, Steve, and I look forward to the day you’re as irrelevant as David Vitter.
Social media was abuzz yesterday with the news that Skydance fired James Gunn, and you know they are just going to fuck DC Studios hard enough to make it unsalvageable. That’s fine. I loved everything Gunn did with DC–vastly superior to its predecessors–and Superman was fucking incredible. Everything he did was. I’ve always liked DC since I was a kid and have always rooted for them to do well…now I no longer care. “Movies with Christian principles that my grandmother would have loved” is a tell, isn’t it? Makes you wonder how that is going to square with Wonder Woman, a figure based in Greek mythology who is from an island of only women? WIll she cover her bosoms for the first time in nearly a hundred years, and will she cover up her legs for the sake of modesty and not to tempt the other super-heroes with lust? I was looking forward to the next seasons of Lanterns and Peacemaker, too.
AH, well, life goes on and it’s not worth wasting any time being upset about it or anything. If that’s the worst thing that happens this month, then it’s a fucking good month. It looks like we are going to have some cold weather this weekend (for New Orleans) which means bundling up in the living room while reading or writing or watching television and marvelously deep sleep at night. I do love this time of year, and it’s almost Christmas, too…my favorite season. Maybe this year I’ll take some pictures of Christmas decor in the neighborhood. I do need to start taking walks…and with it getting dark earlier, I can go around six and the lights will be on. Huzzah! (I somehow didn’t get any Halloween pictures this year, either, like a terrible person.
And on that note, I am heading into the spice mines. Have a lovely day, Constant Reader, and I will see you here bright and early before my meeting. Till then!
