I have to work six days out of seven before having three off. We basically had three competent people in my department. One just got in a fight with a manager and quit so it’s us two and fill-ins, basically. For now.

Here’s an upstanding citizen facing probably decades in prison for stealing 80-some $2 bills:

https://www.fairfaxtimes.com/articles/public_safety/public-safety---week-of-march-8-2024/article_d2e54960-dcb7-11ee-bc61-5f06ffc8fa77.html

That gun store burglary is about a mile from my apartment, maybe less. I never even knew we had a gun store here, and that’s a major highway. There’s a pawn shop that sells guns very near that address, maybe they’re connected, or they use a different company for guns for licensing reasons or something. Funny thing is, the pawn shop has a “burglars will be found in the morning” (or something) sign. Bravado.

Imagine having to look like this guy:

Head shaped like an eggplant and a bald spot on the front of his crown, which is a really fucking weird place for a bald spot. DUI vehicular homicide, 110 in a 45, and released on recognizance. Meanwhile if someone pisses behind a dumpster they’re held without bond.

I got to use “from the bottom of my heart I dislike you” in writing in a note to my downstairs neighbor. I just watched the soaps (shit’s about to go down on The Young and the Restless, they’re blowing off a months-long storyline. They just wrapped up a multi-year storyline on The Bold and the Beautiful) and smoked some resin. If I had thought I’d’ve added, “the idea that you could be unhappy is proof that not all is lost” but that will have to stay a stoned d’escalier – the E may or may not have an acute accent; I’m not including it because putting accents where they don’t belong is pretentious, where to take them away is American.

One thing that sucks about the text inoutter being made for programming is that textually speaking, code is fucked so to expect autocorrect is basically a category error. Makes it kind of a pain in the ass but I’m getting more accurate and I kind of dig the text inputter. It’s definitely grown on me. It’s like a typewriter for some reason. Ding!