Sleepless in Valhalla, Chapter 5,783.942

To be honest, I dropped off early but woke at midnight. That, sadly, was that until around 4AM when I was able to make a quick, two hour, return trip to Nodville.

This sleepless in Valhalla bullshit usually has a culprit, a responsible rat bastard. What was it this time?

• Too much to drink? Nope. 
• Too much to eat? Nee.
• Not enough exercise? DING, DING, DING! WE HAVE A WINNAH!

Yesterday it hit 96 motherfucking, painful degrees here and I just could NOT get my ass up and out to the gym. I was so out of it that I didn’t even think to go sit at the bottom of the seawall steps at high tide for a solid cool drenching. 2:03 PM is the magic hour today. That’s where you’ll find me, getting my refreshingly cold zen on.

What else pulled me out of Morpheus’ gentle embrace last night?

First – The Unindicted Co conspirator in Chief’s manipulations of the “christian” community. His promise of violence, pain and suffering if/when the Blue Wave hits.

The White House Whackaloon told preachers to tell their church members to vote Republican. He told them that:

...he had gotten “rid of” a law forbidding churches and charities from endorsing political candidates.

 “Now one of the things I’m most proud of is getting rid of the Johnson Amendment,” the president said. “That was a disaster for you.”  (source)

Guess what you lying, fat, delusional and dimwitted  pile of fetid rat shit, WRONG!  The Johnson Amendment is still in effect. YOU, you putrid pool of narcissistic derangement – you don’t have the authority.

Still, if he’s gonna be so bloody obvs in his efforts to weaponize the christianist brand of churches, those suckers damn well better be paying taxes. They should be anyway – all of ‘em – not just the Jesus for Profit branch.

Will the Blue Wave happen? I want a spectacularly MAMMOTH motherfucking Blue Tsunami, dammit!

So, at 2AM I lay there fretting about the elections. Lovely, no?

Second reason for dropping out of Sleep City? I’m an old broad now. It’s a thing, part of the package – good, uninterrupted sleep is history.

That and I had this mysterious pain in upper back. Why? I didn’t lift anything heavy or do anything unusual yesterday! Could it be another damn meningioma on my damn spine. Seems unlikely. Oh great, now the pain’s traveling down my left arm.

1. Am I having a stroke?
2. Did my treacherous body fast-grow some vile tumors when I wasn’t looking?
3. Or is this Welcome to your 60s you are now able to strain multiple muscle groups while simply tying your shoes!  Gee, I used to really have to work for muscle pain before. Isn’t aging awesome!?

This is likely nothing, número tres of the above options, but I’ll keep a gimlet eye peeled today all the same.

Ya know what'd be awesome? Meditation. I ought to try soma that shit sometime, eh?