Day 20-Monkey Pox is the new pandemic
8/23/22. Tuesday
This just in: Anthony Fauci is retiring. I’m sure the constant death threats he’s received from the Conservative Right had something to do with it [someone actually mailed flour to his personal address; it exploded all over him when he opened the envelope and the Secret Service had to intervene].
If you don’t know by now, I can’t stand this asshole and it started from “the jump”, when he told the American public, within weeks of the pandemic, that masks were UNNECESSARY and didn’t work. THEN, a few weeks after that, he admitted, on camera, that he LIED to my fellow Americans because he didn’t want the citizenry to buy masks so that masks would be available for health care workers (and not us). Dr. Fauci completely misunderstood the ingenuity of American citizens. Recall that at the beginning of the pandemic, Americans were making masks out of bras and boxers! If you would have told the truth, we would have made our own. The first masks L. and I ever received were from Christina, my ex-husband’s brother’s, wife. She made them herself.
You SOB! You LIAR! Thousands of my fellow Americans died because of you…because you told them they didn’t have to wear a mask! THEN, when YOU recanted and said we DO have to MASK, you created a platform ripe for conspiracy theorists to allege that public health officials are liars with their own agenda, which means the conspiracy theorists dismissed the importance of masking [AND the vaccine], which means more of my fellow Americans died. Because of you!
F—k you and your government pension.
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-I wake up at 5:00 am and the lights are still on from last night. I put my mouth guard in, put on my sleeping mask, and turn off the lights.
-8:30-8:45-The dog starts licking my face and wants to go out. I’m up and I take her outside so she can go potty. Return inside and I give her some of my Hamburger Helper dish for her treat, then heat up leftover Starbucks coffee.
-8:45-9:30-I can’t help myself. I check email at College No. 1 to see if that crazy OSD bitch was able to access the Audio Lecture. She’s already started her excessive email campaign and says that she won’t download the Audio Lecture because it’s “not subject to a virus scan.” She claims that she’s afraid the Audio Lecture will infect her computer so she is refusing to download Audio Lecture - Chapter 2.
-I respond with questions regarding the antivirus software currently installed on her computer and instruct her to upgrade with the newest version. I explain that our IT Dept. can give her a waiver for the cost of the upgrade. In the meantime, I personally email Audio Lecture - Chapter 2 through the Outlook email platform at College No. 1 and inform her that the lecture will play automatically, no virus scan needed. I cc everybody on this email.
-Another email comes in from the crazy OSD bitch saying that she was able to create a “work-around” for the podcast link she alleged was corrupted. You mean you opened it you dumb bitch? Unfortunately, NOW she is complaining that the podcasts aren’t transcribed. I reminded her that I already submitted the request for transcription to Dean LL in OSD for the SIX podcasts I’ve assigned for the semester. I also remind her that she was cc’d on that email.
9:45-11:00-Shower. I sit in the shower, ice my eyes, and drink my coffee. Lotion. I curl the ends of my hair and put on full make-up. I wear a pleated navy skirt; a light-salmon, form-fitting tank top; a blue-silver beaded necklace’ and a head band [Garden Society Member]. I listen to Best of Both Worlds.
11:00-11:45-L. and I get ready to leave for the Notary. Otis and the IRS are in cahoots with the Dept. of Education and I have to approve an IRS audit, via a Notary, or L. won’t be allowed to enroll for the semester.
-Just as L. and I are leaving, B. calls and says he and Reynaldo will be here at 11:00 instead of between 12:00 and 1:00, to fix y sprinkler and trim an errant tree branch. I turn the car around so I can secure the dog and unlock the garage door so Renaldo has access.
-L. and I go to the Notary and take care of this task.
12:00-1:30-Return home and B. has brought a soda with him and we sit inside. My sprinkler is still broken but that giant tree branch is gone. I print out some of the emails I sent to that crazy OSD bitch and ask B. to read them. While I’m doing that, that crazy OSD bitch emails that she was able to open Audio Lecture - Chapter 2 via the College No. 1 email platform. Hallelujah. HOWEVER, she states that she is unable to take notes when she is listening to the Audio Lectures on this platform. I remind her that I requested transcribed copies of all of my Audio lectures from Dean LL and the OSD Dept. and that she was cc’d on my request, and that she fucking knows this.
B. leaves.
1:30-2:15-I eat my Fish Tales fish taco that I ordered on Saturday and read Tell Me More.
2:15-2:40-bullet journal. I listen to Organized 365.
2:40-3:00-I start writing a book review of Run Towards the Danger for my blog.
3:00-3:40- L. returns from her lunch with M., a new-hire at The Art Studio where L. previously worked. L. tells me that she warned her friend about the horrible working conditions at The Art Studio.
3:40-4:10-I finish my book review.
4:10-4:30-I clean up my podcasts, deleting old podcasts to keep the storage down on my Ipad-mini.
4:10-5:00-I pack a lunch bag and eat a few bites of L’s leftover ravioli and a square of sourdough bread before leaving.
5:00-5:30-Driving. I listen to True Crime Garage.
5:30-6:15-I pull out money for gas then compile my meal plan and grocery list in the parking lot.
6:15-7:20-I buy the first half of my groceries at Food 4 Less. There is only ONE CASHIER and the line is all the way down the freezer aisle. is this the Big Quit?
7:20-7:50-I drive to Sprouts for Round 2 of grocery shopping.
7:50-8:45-at Sprouts.
8:45-1:45-return home and I batch cook the following meals, while listening to Dateline and Dateline Missing:
Forget the Bun Burger salad
Spaghetti Squash Lasagna
Barbecue Chicken Street Tacos
Baked Zucchinni and Tomatoes
I also prep celery.
Kitchen duty x 2 and I pack a lunch bag.
1:45-2:30-I do a 30-minute Insanity-Friday Fight workout but I am lagging and have difficulty finishing. I don’t make it the full 30 minutes, tapping out at 26 minutes, instead.
2:30-3:00-Nighttime routine, sunless tanning, bed.