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Yeah, I whinge a lot lately...
Nothing is bad, exactly, it’s just, low-level suck. Nothing seems to work out right, timing is off for everything, the weather is dire and cold, and I seem to have lost my baking/cooking mojo.
I desperately want to go visit someplace pretty, but can’t justify getting on a plane. TSA workers do not need someone whining about needing a vacation. If I had to fly for work or something, that’d be different, but it just reeks of privilege to go venturing right now. And buying tickets for several weeks in advance... yeah, I dunno how long this shutdown is gonna go on? So yeah, Dear Mr Prez, I would like to be a tourist! Your tantum and the Intractable Turtle are not helping.
Minister of Kraftwerk in the Realm of U & P, Order of the Pineapple with frond for advancement in Nap studies.
The brain: not always amenable to logic. ~Hive
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