This week is going to suck
Another rant on the way...
The first thing that's going to suck this week is the election. No matter who wins, people are going to be pissed off. If Hillary wins and doesn't get a Democratic congress, our country is going to hell quickly. The Republicans are threatening to do nothing if she's elected. That's not doing your job, assholes. And the only way they can be "fired" is to vote them out. I will admit that Trump has said a few things that sounded good in theory, but can we really afford to have a president who uses childish tactics and tries to intimidate and bully everyone into agreeing with him? How do you think our country will be seen by others if he is our president? Neither candidate is the best choice. Even the other party candidates are crappy. This election seems like a lose/lose situation and it scares me. I've never been scared about an election before in my life. It looks like nearing the half century mark is proving to be a turning point everywhere.
Warning: this next bit is going to sound selfish as fuck, but I'm not being selfish.
The other thing that is going to suck this week is my birthday. For once in my life, I HATE MY BIRTHDAY! It's not because of turning 49. No, I don't give a damn how old I am. It's because someone suddenly decided to have an epic convergence of EVERYTHING on that day.
Months ago I had everything planned. I was going to go see Gerard Way at NC Comicon in Durham and then we'd leave in time to make it to the hockey game in Raleigh. The first bump happened when I found out that the only way I could actually meet Gerard was to spend $250 for a VIP ticket. Yeah, that would never happen. But at least I'd get to see him in person at some of the panels and such. The next thing was when a friend was diagnosed with cancer and a group of us decided we wanted to do a fund raiser for him. That's all fine and good until a certain group took it over and chose a game to do a pre-game tailgate with an auction and all. And they just HAD to choose my birthday. Well, that was okay, too, because Gerard's panels would be early enough that we could make it. But the final straw was when the Canes decided to make the early ticket renewal get together THAT MORNING. I kinda hate EVERYTHING right now. My original plans went from "yay fun!" to "fuck, I don't even want to go now." I'm going to stress all week, I know. Hell, I may even stress myself into a migraine where I can't even get out of bed.
This week is really going to be rough.
The first thing that's going to suck this week is the election. No matter who wins, people are going to be pissed off. If Hillary wins and doesn't get a Democratic congress, our country is going to hell quickly. The Republicans are threatening to do nothing if she's elected. That's not doing your job, assholes. And the only way they can be "fired" is to vote them out. I will admit that Trump has said a few things that sounded good in theory, but can we really afford to have a president who uses childish tactics and tries to intimidate and bully everyone into agreeing with him? How do you think our country will be seen by others if he is our president? Neither candidate is the best choice. Even the other party candidates are crappy. This election seems like a lose/lose situation and it scares me. I've never been scared about an election before in my life. It looks like nearing the half century mark is proving to be a turning point everywhere.
Warning: this next bit is going to sound selfish as fuck, but I'm not being selfish.
The other thing that is going to suck this week is my birthday. For once in my life, I HATE MY BIRTHDAY! It's not because of turning 49. No, I don't give a damn how old I am. It's because someone suddenly decided to have an epic convergence of EVERYTHING on that day.
Months ago I had everything planned. I was going to go see Gerard Way at NC Comicon in Durham and then we'd leave in time to make it to the hockey game in Raleigh. The first bump happened when I found out that the only way I could actually meet Gerard was to spend $250 for a VIP ticket. Yeah, that would never happen. But at least I'd get to see him in person at some of the panels and such. The next thing was when a friend was diagnosed with cancer and a group of us decided we wanted to do a fund raiser for him. That's all fine and good until a certain group took it over and chose a game to do a pre-game tailgate with an auction and all. And they just HAD to choose my birthday. Well, that was okay, too, because Gerard's panels would be early enough that we could make it. But the final straw was when the Canes decided to make the early ticket renewal get together THAT MORNING. I kinda hate EVERYTHING right now. My original plans went from "yay fun!" to "fuck, I don't even want to go now." I'm going to stress all week, I know. Hell, I may even stress myself into a migraine where I can't even get out of bed.
This week is really going to be rough.