Actually, I shouldn’t crap on March this time. I find it fitting that, just one year after The Rona chose to make 2020 its bitch, I’ll be getting my 2nd Covid vaccine next week, and that I’ll be fully vaccinated by the end of this month. I feel like I’m coming full circle!
Happy Monday, Happy 1st of the month, and, of course, Happy Black History Month!
I see it’s less than two weeks till that one day for couples. I’m still a single ho but if anyone gifts me this, that may change!
It’s officially 2021 (aka 2020 part 5), and since it’s also Flashback Friday (which is what I do when I’m not around to post something for Throwback Thursday), here’s SF Giants legend and former crush object of mine Tim Lincecum blowing his champagne load on the cover of Sports Illustrated. (Yes, I had a crush on him, judge away.) Has it been ten years since that cover dropped and I rushed over to my nearest Safeway to buy that issue so I can squeal over those pics of The Freak in the comfort of my home? Lordt I’m an old.
Some things I hope to see this year: getting my Covid vaccines, Covid being reduced to something manageable and not horrifically serious, the SF Giants winning another championship, every single selfish brat who partied maskless and traveled a lot during this pandemic to get pelted by jagged rocks wherever they go (oh, and go broke, too), the New York Post to fold because of this and their other bullshit, the downfall of influencers and Instagram clones (dem thots all look disgustingly alike), the return of real, natural beauty and genuine personalities and riot grrl rock music (I know–random grouping, but they all go together if you look at it), Orange Hitler being dragged out by Secret Service if his hateful, ignant ass still refuses to leave the White House come Biden’s inauguration day, Moscow Mitch to kick the bucket after choking on a Lego, Georgia to go blue once more next Tuesday (please!!), and, of course, my dream career as a novelist to finally take off!!!
Happy 1st of December, and much love, respect, and congrats to Elliot Page for coming out as trans! I adored the former Ellen Page for years, and will continue to adore Elliot (as long as he stays unproblematic).
If this makes J-Karen Rowling pop a vein, all the better!
May all the wrongs be righted this month, that is all.
Well, that and the gimp in my left leg that may likely be sciatica be relieved asap. Sciatica sucks hippo turds.
It’s also NaNoWriMo, so get to it, aspiring novelists! As for me, I’m still editing the current novel and coming up with new ideas for the next novel. Maybe this new character guide can help me out for the next project!
“Compassionate Trainer Who Is Starting A Business…” (I’m using my real first name here.) Yeesh. OK, maybe it won’t.
Also, in my house, we NEVER celebrate No Nut November. Hell naw. Sluts gotta slut.
It’s October!!! My favorite month of the year! Why? My birthday is this month, for one (although y’all have to wait till the end of the month to send birthday wishes). And, when there are no fires *snorts* Bay Area weather is the best in October.
Also, guess who upgraded her blog? Yep, I did! There aren’t any obvious changes yet (except for one thing) since I haven’t had time to toy with the new features. I just bought the plan over an hour ago. Kudos to that flash sale email I got yesterday that gave me 50% off a plan. Now I can spew the same ol’ nonsense…under the domain name I’ve always wanted!! Squeeeeeee!
I said this the beginning of September but that went to the crapper, so let’s try this again for October: may this month not suck as much as last month. Also, if the Grim Reaper gotta make some famous selections, may it only take the evil asswipes for a change.