My birthday is Monday. I woke up in a foul mood this morning and haven’t been able to shake it all day. Even last year during muh rona was better than this. Sux. Tired of the waiting. Tired of the limbo feeling. Tired of the bullshit. Something needs to habben. Can’t take much moar. Plus I’m in dire need of surgery but fuck the Medical Industrial Complex. I trust none of them.
Just imagine venturing out of grandmas basement.