A world with no Fox News? At the moment, that is mine. I’ve got NJ Hurricane Sandy Refugees at my house who happen to have the TV on all day, set to the same odious channel. My in-laws are staying with us because their power went out and their house was cold. Of course, I’ve already jacked up my heat for them and they are currently shivering under blankets on my couch (the sick one, who can only go from bed to couch to bathroom is wearing gloves, coat, and a scarf). I’m packing my bags to go on a murdering spree.
I love how I can now spit out the “breaking news” before the Fox newscasters can, and I can recite each candidate’s speech verbatim . I’ve never been more anti-election in my life. I’m all electioned out. I don’t have a care to spare. I can’t spare a care. Almost didn’t vote today, I was so insanely apathetic. But, I did get out there and do my civic duty eventually. Grrr.
I know so many people are struggling with the after effects of this horrible hurricane, and my piddly woes of having irritating house guests for a week are nothing in comparison, and yet, I’m inching closer and closer to psycho killer as each day goes by.
We had no school today because of the election, or maybe just because I needed a second foot up my ass.
My guests are staying until after the next Nor’easter passes, just to be on the safe side. If they only knew how unsafe it is with me preparing wholesome meals for everyone three times a day with sharp cutlery.
If school is cancelled for foul weather this week I’m afraid I won’t be able to control my inner Hulk.
Prayers and thoughts to everyone with real struggles as a result of Sandy and the coming weather. I’ll refrain from stabbing anyone in your honor. I’m also making my sugar daddy cut a check to the Red Cross. Keep the faith, All.
Right now, I’m going to go hide in my room to see if I can get at least a couple NaNoWriMo words in.
Qu’est-ce que c’est?