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It was…epic.
What is the point of diligently getting flu and Covid shots every year if, at the start of every semester, I get fucking sick?
In related news, I am fucking sick. Those little weebo shit summer students done gone and infected me with something and since yesterday, I’ve been dealing with temperature spikes, head congestion, a voice that’s barely there, a nasty cough (from a fuckin’ *doozy* of post-nasal drip) and general lack of strength to do anything.
I get my shots! I believe in science! I let Bill Gates tag me - annually! Wait that sounded weird. Anyway you get my point! I shouldn’t be getting sick! MEASURES WERE TAKEN TO PREVENT THIS VERY HAPPENSTANCE!
Yet, here I am, hacking and sniffling and sneezing and fevering. Like a lil beeyatch.
I don’t know what this says about me, but the Instagram algorithm now just feeds me a steady supply of Reels of buxom, curvy women walking around and doing things without bras while wearing sheer or very thin fabric.
I have been thinking about Ibiza a lot lately.
I would really, really like to go back there, for more than just two days.
Ibiza is in my blood now. I need to go back.
By the way England decided to just stop playing football after their one goal, I can only conclude that FIFA sent the entire England team big fat checks to un-win this game.
That’s the only plausible explanation for how utterly bollocks they played after scoring.
Fuck. They HAD it! THEY FUCKING HAD IT! And they just…stopped playing!
Were they tired? Because they looked completely spent 3 minutes after they scored. Did all 11 of them collectively decide that watching Love Island on the beach was more important than ACTUALLY TRYING TO WIN THIS GAME as opposed to NOT LOSE IT?
godDAMN this was so frustrating to witness.
Why
the FUCK
has England stopped attacking?
Parking the bus only works when you close ALL the bus doors and windows…and England’s are WIDE FUCKING OPEN!
God I haaaaaaaaaate it when teams only play fucking defense. GO GET MORE GOALS YOU BEAUTIFUL LIMEY BELLENDS!
Yeah
As we say in Trinidad, ALLYUH LOOK FUH DAT!
Why
the FUCK
has England stopped attacking?
Parking the bus only works when you close ALL the bus doors and windows…and England’s are WIDE FUCKING OPEN!
God I haaaaaaaaaate it when teams only play fucking defense. GO GET MORE GOALS YOU BEAUTIFUL LIMEY BELLENDS!
My sister out-law, who lives in London and who texted me that the FIFArgentina team were “little racist nazi bellends”, which prompted me to say that I love the word bellend, and to ask “what exactly is a bellend?”, to which she replied…
…which I think is just brilliant. The *end* of a thing that resembles the shape of a *bell*.
Which then prompted this additional tidbit…
KNOB JOCKEY FTW!!!
FIFArgentina has clearly come out to play dirty.
I hope these Nice Young Boys of Jolly Old are ready to get down and dirty themselves. It’s gonna take that. Fuck a stiff upper lip and all that. BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF THEM, ENGLAND!
Look y’all! I broke AI with one simple text!
Now we know how to kill them!
End of the world out here in eastern Massachusetts!
#Canada’sRevenge!
Is this tickle in my throat due to an impending cold, or to inhaling the thick pall of orange smoke from Canadian wildfires that has blanketed the state of Massachusetts and literally blocked out the sun this morning? 
In England vs FIFA, I’m backing England
I hope England beats the crap out of Argentina tomorrow.
Argentina should not be in the semis. Both Morocco and Egypt were more deserving. But FIFA’s got a stiffie for Argentina making the final, so fuck them.
I would normally prefer to see a Latin American country win over a European one, but since Argentina is ashamed of its South American-ness and wants to be European more than anything - and has systematically denied, marginalized and ignored its Black population for years - they can pound pavement. GTFO.
May England relegate them to play against the other “favorite” to win it in the 3rd place game. Au revoir, France. You played like shit today.
LET’S GO ENGLAND!*
First, I watched Disclosure Day.
Then I watched Close Encounters of the Third Kind.
Now? I’m watching Lincoln.
I seem to be on a Spielberg kick of late.
sorry i dont find #joy in #homemaking or the #hearth or any shit like that i find joy in being paid and spending 126$ at a restaurant and thee liquor store
I went and saw Disclosure Day yesterday.
I quite liked it. I’m glad I didn’t pay much mind to the negative reviews and opinions of the movie, especially those I read in this space. Yeah, it got a bit overdone by the end, but honestly, no one does tension and drama like Spielberg, and I quite appreciated both in this movie. I also really, really like how “his” cinematographer Janusz Kaminski films things.
There were elements - more than just elements, actually - that reminded me of E.T. (a phalanx of bad-guy government agents trying to hide and stop stuff?). But this movie felt even more like a bookend/alternate story to one of my favorite movies of all time: Close Encounters of the Third Kind. Very similar themes to that classic.
Which is why I’m watching Close Encounters again right now. I saw that movie with my dad when I was about 8 years old, and I remember vividly how utterly transported I was by the visuals and the music and the sheer grandiosity of it all, even if I didn’t 100% understand all the grown up things in it at the time. I felt real, actual awe when I saw Close Encounters for the first time - and every time since.
Disclosure Day made me feel like revisiting that sense of wonder and awe at the movies again. So Close Encounters it is.
