I am in a lousy, fucking, rotten mood. And I can't help but feel that it's here to stay for the next 22 days.

Yup. I just got off the phone with my dad, who said (among other things) that Trump is the one controlling Putin, Trump has kept Covid deaths down, and Trump hasn't done anything to harm women.

I want to believe it's the hallucinations, but no; he's just always been a bigot and I try to ignore that I was raised by someone who doesn't find people of my gender (who he refers to as "females") to actually be human. And, you know, also believes his own facts.

I just got off the phone with my dad, who said (among other things) that Trump is the one controlling Putin, Trump has kept Covid deaths down, and Trump hasn't done anything to harm women.

Oh nooooooooooo.

There's a gyro place near me I've never gone to. I should try that.

I just got off the phone with my dad, who said (among other things) that Trump is the one controlling Putin, Trump has kept Covid deaths down, and Trump hasn't done anything to harm women.

I no words for this.

Oh nooooooooooo.

Right? I actually had a rage blackout for like 1.5 seconds. Like for real for real. I think I stopped breathing for a second, too.

I literally would have hung up. I'm sorry.

I flat-out told Dad he shouldn't vote. His response to that was "I'm registered." I said "That doesn't mean you have to vote."

Thanks, Zen.

Burgers were pretty good, but the fries were disappointing. I think the place is a chain - The Counter. The best fries I've found around here are from a hot chicken sandwich place called Woo Boi. I can still get the fires (spiced waffle fries; so good), but I can't get the sandwich anymore, which is a shame, because SO good. But breaded, alas.

Oh, but I got a mint chocolate shake, too, and that was yum.

I'm so sorry, Tep. Remember to take care of yourself first.

The choice to not making deep frying a part of one's burger restaurant is pretty reasonable, now that I stop and think about it, but still norm challenging. And I can't even eat fries, so why do I care at all?

Right? I actually had a rage blackout for like 1.5 seconds. Like for real for real. I think I stopped breathing for a second, too.

No doubt, and yikes.

I'm sorry, Tep. I know how hard it is.

With me the closet Trumpidiot is my brother. We used to be able to talk about sports, but now he doesn't watch sports anymore because of the 'dishonoring of the flag'. So we can talk about the weather. I haven't seen him since February. He did text me on my birthday. We don't talk. His health is so precarious that it makes me feel bad, but I can't do it. Maybe after visits are safe again I can visit him and talk about grandkids or something. We are less than a year apart in age and it hurts, but really, it isn't my fault.