Kinda hatin’ everybody today.  Various reasons…all of which are, of course, dear reader, very valid.

The fucking air conditioning is broken, again, at Hotel California.  If things don’t improve soon, I shall have to seek more suitable accommodations elsewhere.

Which I might have to do regardless.  California has sucked for a while, now, and it’s only getting worse.  Between the chronically homeless and rampant idiocy, it’s become a miasmic shithole that needs to be purged.  Ablated.  Expunged.

Time to hit the whiskey and make some chicken.

N.P.: “Looking Down the Barrel of a Gun” – Beastie Boys

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