Last night, after a two-hour doctor visit that involved X-rays and eventually just being told “nothing’s wrong, put up with it,” I got Taco Bell, because fuck it. And this song has been running through my head for my every waking moment since then.
And now I bequeath it … to you.
This was quite a week. I didn’t really like the book I was reading this week. Monday was President’s Day, Tuesday was a snow day, on Wednesday I held class even though I found out I didn’t have to, Thursday featured a deeply depressing meeting whose theme was honest-to-God “Let’s plan for the impossible, and find the least impossible way to do the impossible stuff,” and today was drama day. I haven’t had Drama Day since we went virtual! This was drama from other schools leaking over into mine!
And then WandaVision got on my last nerve, prompting a “Fuck you, show!” at the end.
I dunno. I’m in pajama pants at 7:30, which has happened three or four times in the last couple of weeks and also three or four times in the last couple of years. I’m gonna watch videos and get pissed at YouTube shoving ads at me every five minutes and maybe go to bed early.