I actually feel much better today, so I can stop bitching for once. Aren’t the three people reading this relieved? Sure you are.
I have a mighty yen for Trump to be impeached. I don’t necessarily believe it’s going to happen, but damn, do I wish it would be so. Someone needs to take that orange mofo down a few thousand notches and land him in a particularly dour gutter.
What else is happening? Oh, not much, other than preparation of ketogenic meals. This morning’s offering is ground beef with hot sauce and pepper jack cheese. Caliente!
I’m also gearing up for a treadmill workout since for once this month I don’t feel like shit. Destination skinny ass, here I come. Watch out.