It’s been a long January. The first major apocalyptic snowstorm of the year dumped over a foot of snow on my hometown a few days ago, and we are all still in the process of digging ourselves out. A snow emergency has even been declared; the carved-out tunnels of the sidewalks and streets are looking like the corridors of Hoth. Oliver is so confused trying to navigate his way around the block. Been a busy weekend between that and the wanton killings by the gestapo [ICE] in the North of the Country, and the subsequent uprising of the Revolution officially starting in MINNESOTA. Would not have predicted that, but HERE WE ARE.
What a time to be alive.
My threads feed is full of people talking about the great transit of planet Neptune this week out of Pisces after a 15-year run of mental fog and delusion that apparently has been wreaking havoc on everyone since 2011. I don’t know that I fully buy into it, but that certainly would explain a lot. According to the experts, the fog has officially lifted as of yesterday. That being said, I was still foolish enough to thoroughly dig out the sides of my car yesterday before touching the foot of snow that lay clean across the top, so, perhaps not.
On the plus side, after knocking all the snow off the roof and re-shovelling out the perimeter of the car, I did get to enjoy a delicious lunch of homemade beet risotto with fresh dill and goat cheese. Just what every dutiful Polish girl needs. You’re jealous. Ok—since I am not actually delusional, I know that’s not really true. You are horrified. That’s ok. More for me.
I’ve spent the last few nights trying to relax and unwind by rewatching the West Wing, now that its on Netflix. I recently saw someone online refer to the West Wing as “Competency Porn” and you know—they are right.
Well, that’s all I’ve got for this week. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going back to my intellectual pornography.
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