If I were a parent I’d be crapping in my pants.

Good morning, people, and Happy First Day of February to you and yours! It’s the wee hours of the morning around here again due to my sleep schedule being fucked-up from a lot of new medication and all-day naps, and I haven’t got a clue how to turn it around. So basically, to quote Sam, “It is what it is.” We all have to learn how to live with adversity. (This also includes running out of Russell Stover sugar-free marshmallow Santas.)

Every time you vote Republican, an asshole gets its wings.

There are a bazillion interesting things to write about today if I can stay awake long enough to write them! My new meds — Gabapentin, Eliquis and Metoprolol — have definitely made a clear and compelling difference in my ability to compose cogent sentences and sometimes I can’t even get my fingers on the right keys. Please bear with me. I’m a wreck.