I just haven't felt good all day. I am having a bad spell, and it didn't help that the first news I heard this morning was of the traitors on the Supreme Court stabbing America in the back.
And it made me sick. Heartsick.
I've been listless and felt nasty all day. I've just been going through the motions of being a Dad with the kids today. And working on the daily Honey-Do list she left me. Things she normally does. I actually had to go outside once. Ugh. Pity me.
And my little neighborhood is currently beset by vandalistic little hoodlums. They jump up and down on car roofs. Spraypaint that stupid Anarchist symbol all over sheds. And dirty words. Just generally running about like a troop of unruly baboons. Hey, assholes, my kids can read. Gosh, I wish I owned a silenced pistol. At the very least, I'd cripple a couple of them for awhile.
Anyway, so I don't feel like writing anything. All the news is bad, stupid, or stupidly bad. Or badly stupid. And some little asshole passed through our back yard and scuffed through the wife's new garden plot. And I'll make him a sex offender in a heartbeat, too. "Officer! He was looking through the window at my daughter while she was naked, just after her shower!"
Do not fuck with me.