No, I’m not actually deceased AND my brain is still functioning…as much as it ever has, that is. It’s just that I seem to be in Vacation Mode. I’m just not in the mood to do any damn thing.
Okay, here are things I can be arsed to do:
- Eating pastries.
- Reading my ripping yarns.
- Schadenfreude-scrolling:
* Loomer versus Musk sniping is giving me life. Of course, I’m experiencing serious cognitive dissonance and even a smattering of horror that I’m currently cheering for looney Loomer. Enemy of my enemy much?
* Vivek Rama-lama-ding-dong-swamy, who continues to be spectacularly NOT ready for prime time, has invited the wrath of the MAGAts home for tea and crumpets
- Pet video scrolling.
- Texting amusing memes to my sister.
- Watching teevee whilst snacking on grilled brussel sprouts, spanakopita triangles, and tater tots with Jen and Kevin (Oni’s brother who lives here now with his awesome cat Walter).
- Getting out of my jammies.
- Showering and other ablutions (NO, I'm not stinky...YET).
- Going for a walk (it’s fucking COLD outside!).
- Doing my goddamn PT exercises (only takes a half hour BUT WAAAAAAAAH, I don't feel like moving!).
- Forming coherent thoughts.
CanNOT be arsed to do. Quite possibly, not even if you paid me:
- Giving the the news more than a cursory viewing.
- Giving a good goddamn about the Orange Asshole’s latest idiocies. THIS, by the by, is not the same as ignoring his threats. Will he and Prez Musk try to send troops into Panama, Greenland, and Canada? They can try but I doubt that most MAGAts will go along with this. Rand Paul (whose neighbor really needs to finish what he started) and Tommy Stupidville will but that's to be expected from folks who make Marge Three Toes and Lauren Boob Job look sane and smart.
It just does NO fucking good to be and stay outraged 24/7. Yes, I’d love to move to, say, rural Iceland for the next four years but:
- I lack the buckos.
- I gotta stay near my tumor team at MGH,
- My luck I’d end up living three feet from the next Mount St. Helens.
~ Jules Renard
Stuff your eyes with wonder," he said, "live as if you'd drop dead in ten seconds. See the world. It's more fantastic than any dream made or paid for in factories. Ask no guarantees, ask for no security, there never was such an animal. And if there were, it would be related to the great sloth which hangs upside down in a tree all day every day, sleeping its life away. To hell with that," he said, "shake the tree and knock the great sloth down on his ass.
~ Ray Bradbury
Hard work may pay off in the long run, but the benefits of laziness are immediate.
~ Marc Acito, How I Paid for College: A Novel of Sex, Theft, Friendship & Musical Theater
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