fuck your dinner

fuck your dinner

Hello, and welcome to another morning. I’m here, you’re somewhere, and that’s a good start to things, I guess. I’ve been up. I don’t know why, I’ve stopped asking questions.

Our day out was ok. The weather was cold, but nice. Mostly cold. Shawshank‘s mom showed up right on time, and we drove out to Slightly BiggerTown. Since she wouldn’t be able to eat after the appointment, we made finding lunch our first priority. Everyone always asks me what I want, but all I ever order is chicken tenders. As long as a place as some sort of nugget, I’m fucking ok with the choice. We dropped her off at the dentist, and tried to shop.

Our first stop was the town’s secondhand store. They were closed. Fucking just my luck. Shawshank offered a consolation prize: a visit to the antique store instead. It’s a fantastic shop, with multiple rooms fucking stuffed with odds and ends, exactly the type of shop I like to poke through. I declined; they don’t have the merchandise turnover of the thrift shop. I want weird and cheap secondhand shit, not antiques priced by someone who knows what they are.

We drove to the grocery store to find a mini-Thanksgiving. The only turkey in the store – frozen Butterball breast – would have cost us $30. I absolutely refuse to pay that much for it, plus what it would cost to make me cornbread stuffing without the benefit of pre-made Jiffy mix. We left with soda and some bleu cheese dressing. Fuck your holiday dinner.

From the grocery store, we were off to the discount store. They had a Black Friday sale happening, and I picked up a Squishmallow to use for a pillow from the two they had left. A woman was arguing with the cashier about Black Friday discounts, how the whole store should have been on sale, not just a handful of ad items. We went to the dispo and picked up some herb before returning to the dental office to await the patient’s release.

Once we made it back to the house, I spent the afternoon playing Skyrim. I made a little money; I think I’m up to about $35 in TikTok tips since Wednesday. When I polled the Foot Clan last, there was a very vocal majority who wanted white polish. Five days later, and I can say that nothing has polarized my viewers like this polish. Either they fucking love it – telling me in detail how much they love it – or they absolutely fucking hate it. I warned everyone it was coming off last night. A lot of them want red again.

We have no plans to leave the house today. I plan to do my nails for the week, and maybe play some games, maybe make some money. As usual, we’ll figure it out.

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