It's Pearl Harbor Day, watch some anime or futa porn.

While playing Stardew Valley, my latest and surprising video game obsession in years, I realized I felt really happy doing fetch quests, setting up the farm, taking care of my cat and chickens, in addition to getting to know the NPCs around Pelican Town.

An hour later I must say that I was distracted to learn my soon-to-be mother-in-law is in the hospital because her little sister came up for Thanksgiving from Georgia with her dumber-than-a-sack-of-hammers husband, The latter had pneumonia amd didn't tell anyone. My soon-to-be mother-in-law is now in the hospital because she got sick from him. For the record, that woman is originally from Staten Island but lived in Bumfuck, Pennsylvania for years, and now lives in Shitstain, Georgia. I'm sure she's a secret Trumper with her and her family's complete disregard of other people's health and safety. I want to put a bullet in her and her dumbshit husband's head.

Making matters worse, Leah confirmed what I suspected without me asking or prompting in light of my recent visit to the house. I politely but expeditiously ended the call. Sitting in the dark, playing Stardew Valley, listening to YouTube, smoking dope, eating chocolate, and none of it is helping me. I just feel the growing fury at my soon-to-be mother-in-law's situation because of her dumbshit sister and her dumbshit sister's husband. Swirling around in there are profound feelings of being worthless and easily replaced.

I texted Bloomfield even though I felt like I really shouldn't have. It was brief and I wasn't annoying anyone.

Still this feeling remains and I don't know what to think or feel right now. Weed isn't numbing my brain.

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