Work sucks. The less said about it, the better.
Every episode of Steve/Danny love is proof that the writers of H50 love us and want us to be happy.
Did Danny really draw a heart in the air at Steve as he was being airlifted out of the hurt/comfort set up? Yes. Yes he did.
Part of what I suspect is making work suck is the same thing that is making me want to dope slap many of my fellow Americans: I do not understand how so many people can be as divorced from reality as they seem to be.
News flash: I don't care how many multimillionaires go on television to do so, in reality land, we cannot just make up facts so we can continue to believe what we want.
(I kind of enjoyed
the many grammar mistakes in the various links in those articles to stuff Trump has written--right up to the point that I realized that for a large swath of citizens of the US, that ineptitude makes him more credible, and then I wanted to run away to a small island populated entirely by people with actual critical reading and thinking skills.
I am happy that the Ninth Circuit upheld the stay on Arizona's super-biased anti-immigrant bill. I am unhappy because I'm sure the legal battle won't be over by July, which means that not only will I have to avoid watching the All Star Game, but I'm going to be inevitably disappointed by stuff that baseball players I like will start saying when the inevitable boycotts of the game begin.
And I don't know what's possessed the people in France to lose their minds. I mean, I realize that I'm a wacky left-wing, left-coast liberal and all, but seriously, people. Where I work there are women who cover wandering around going about their lives every day, and the world has not ended.
On that note, I'm going to go deal with work some more. yay. < /sarcasm>