And I'd add, I'm one of them.

And I'm itchy because, I dunno. Underarm razor burn, bad stroke causing road rash,allergic reaction to anti-p (I changed, seems to be helping, but I cannot not do anti-p), I dunno and it makes me pissy. Other random itchiness makes me think it's just me reacting to spring in tetchy areas.

I'm a barrel of laughs.

Actually, the house is blessedly quiet, so I can finish the work I needed the internet for earlier (I had to take a break to watch The Flash and then be subjected to my dad's horrifying use of "female" as a noun GODDAMN IT DAD).

But I have "Wait For It" in my head now.

I would like to make a rage cheese plate as well.

Don't feel well enough though. The story is in FB.

Clinton is going to clean the floor with Trump.

I intend to keep repeating this until the universe makes it so.

No way I will live through the summer without DVR. The volume of negative campaigning is going to be gruesome.

I've lost 5 lbs in the past 10 days.

I wasn't trying. It's stress and busy-ness. I barely manage to eat during the workday, much less make a rage cheese plate later. I am cheesing, but apparently not making up the diff of only managing to shove one package of coconut granola bars into my face during the day.

I don't have the spoons to watch that at the moment. Right now, I'm watching a train wreck on my county talk page on facebook. "Sand ni**as" and nuke the shit out of the country known as the Middle East. I can't even.

Having seen glimpses of that, yeah, don't.

Oh man, Maria. I'm super glad I rarely see that stuff on my FB. Even if that does mean it's an echo chamber.

Trying to go to sleep momentarily so I can get enough to be up early again tomorrow. Bleh.

And DBF, because he had the temerity to call them out on their racist bullshit, was banned from the group. These are ignorant, ignorant people, and this is exactly why I'm scared shitless for this election.

I get to go through my performance review tomorrow morning.