I missed it yesterday, but I guess the Today Show had George (the first) Bush and his, um “lovely” wife Bar on for Valentines’s Day. Because, when you think of love, hugs, kisses, sweetness, and light, you think of Barbara Bush. Right? Although I couldn’t bring myself to watch the replay, in looking at the photo, I must say that George finally looks old enough to be married to Barb. Well, good for them – I’m glad they’re so gosh darn happy. I mean, look at what happiness they’ve managed to set forth upon the planet in their 100 years of marriage.

Not all of yesterday’s news was of the touchy-feely kind, of course. Mostly there was Obama’s budget and the knee-jerk reaction to it by the Republicans. I can’t quite force myself to look at any of it. I guess they’ve finally worn me down, and now I just want them to al shut up and go away. I’m screwed no matter what, so just let me go to my job and die inside (and out, come to think of it) a little more every day.

Going to work really shouldn’t fill me with so much despair, but it does. And it takes more than Monday to get over it. By Wednesday night it isn’t too bad as long as I try not to think about it, but then Thursday I start to think about how short the weekend is.

And they keep flaunting these lottery commercials in my face. 🙁

Oh well, I hope it didn’t snow enough to plow the driveway last night, ‘cuz goddamn it, I’m not gonna do it. For one thing, I’d need to struggle with either putting the chains on one tire, or taking them off the other, and for another thing it’s f*cking cold out (again). Mid forties yesterday, single digits today. The only time I see daylight is on the ride in and the ride home (which of course is better than it was a few weeks ago, where, if I wanted daylight, I had to look at a webcam).