Guess what
I don’t listen to podcasts. Kindly take your podcast recommendations and put them in your butt.
I don’t watch succession or euphoria or Yellowstone or squid game or ozark. Take your little asides and jokes and chatter and kindly put them in your butt. And I’m especially not going to watch pam and tommy, so don’t even. Don’t even.
Here is what I do watch: endless repeats of Bob’s burgers (current favorite joke “oh we don’t print our pictures. They live in the camera”); bruins hockey; CSI reruns; star treks; lotta commercials.
And for some reason I am obsessed with this song:
Should I be embarrassed? I don’t know anymore. These people are like 4 years old what they could possibly know about life. BUT I LIKE IT OKAY.
And I guess I have to get rid of Spotify now? Ugh. I have all my playlists set up just how I like them and Apple Music annoys me. Ugh.
Time to start actually buying music again? Ugh. UGH.
Fine. I’ll do it. Okay? I SAID I’LL DO IT.
I got into bed at midnight and now it’s after 2am. ugh.
And look. My bergeron sticker. It looks how I feel. And I can’t find a new one to replace it either. ugh.
I guess I’ll try to sleep now. All that stuff we talked about earlier? Just go ahead and keep it in your butt. I don’t wanna hear about it.
Ohh, idea! Maybe I should get a tattoo that just says “ugh”, as it is my life’s motto. You know, it’s not even my motto. It’s just my life. Ugh. I don’t need a tattoo to tell me that now, do I.