After Dinner Wrestling. The Fun Police (Honey Bird). Farting On Your Brother. April 25, 2020

I miss the kind of life we were living before all of this. And I feel safe sheltering. And. Both exist at the same time. I miss having a president that does not tell us to inject ourselves with disinfectant. I miss feeling safe. I miss my sisters, my parents, my cousins, my friends. I miss having plans. Remember having plans? Those things we put in our calendar that we looked forward to? I miss looking forward to good things. Now, I don’t let myself think into the future past a few days from now.

On another note, today I enjoyed binge watching Friday Night Lights. Spoiler Alert - I’m going to talk some shit about FNL, so stop reading here:

Tim is in jail. He’s such a good, generous, and kind man. Took all of the blame so his stupid, imbecile, simpleton of a brother did not have to go to jail as well. Good Tim. Stupid Billie. Julie left for college and fucked her married TA. He’s so gross, she’s so young, he’s so much older. Jesus. Keep it in your pants, TA. Vince is learning to trust himself and feel pride in his accomplishments, under the kind and loving mentorship of Coach. Of course, this is when his shitty dad is released from prison and comes to live with Vince and his mom. Ugh, the angst! Stupid dad! He’s going to get in the way. So frustrating. Tami Taylor got fucked by the school board because the pro-lifers in Texas did not approve of Mrs. Taylor offering a kind ear to Becky, the pregnant 16 year old. She did NOT advise Becky to get an abortion, you stupid pro-life lunatic! Jeez Louise. Poor Becky, her dad is a dum dum and left her with his new wife who is so horrible to Becky. Fortunately, Becky left home and moved in with Billie and Mindy.

Now it is couch time with the fam. We are going to watch a movie.

Sending you love and light.