I want the Cubs to win, but argh, Chapman is the closer and he has domestic violence accusations against him, and I'm grossed out.
... and now it's a 2-run game and I have to hope for Chapman to do well, bah.
Dad is mildly more pleased with the delivery dinners, but he has issues with one of his caregivers (who happens to be the only one of his personal caregivers who is black, sigh), and is being pretty open about complaining about her. Argh argh argh.
I'm so sorry for everyone with work woes. Plei, if we worked in the same industry, I would totally be pushing your resume around. However we don't and instead I get to worry about The Vulgar Talking Yam winning the election and laying me & my team off because who needs environmental planners after Congress overturns all the federal environmental laws?
WOAH.
Shit, the game is tied! HOLY SHIT. 2-run homer in the bottom of the 8th!
OMG this game is killing me.
What the SHIT, did Chapman FORGET HOW TO PITCH? I mean. That goddamn pitch was like Christmas. You can't ask for a better pitch to tee off on.
I'm assuming that if the Cubs win, then Trump will the Election. When you shed a curse, it has to end up somewhere.
You know the curse was broken when the Cubs got into the World Series, right?
What the SHIT, did Chapman FORGET HOW TO PITCH? I mean. That goddamn pitch was like Christmas. You can't ask for a better pitch to tee off on.
Word. I just had this exchange with my niece:
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This is a motherfucking baseball game, for sure. And then they threw some rain in to make it, you know, really interesting.
And then they threw some rain in to make it, you know, really interesting.
I was in the bathroom getting the bedtime meds and Tim yelled "It just started raining!" and I honestly didn't believe him. That shit is hilarious.
I still want the Cubbies to win, but I'm not super invested. And you damn bet I'm not staying up if it goes into extra innings.
OH CRAP THIS GAME
this is why I can't be a full-time sports fan. Too Much Stress!
This Red Sox fan totally wants the Cubbies to win and feels like saying this is a bad thing. GO CUBS!
I can't think about the ballgame (also, no California teams are playing, so my feelings on the matter are mostly a sort of detached happiness for the people for whom it matters). I've got election stress so bad I'm afraid to hug anyone for fear I will be unable to let go and just hug us both to death, whimpering all the while.