80 days….

If there is some grand lesson I’m supposed to be learning from all this, you and God can both shove it.

Some dipshit said to me today that “we learn from life’s hardships”.
Well fuck that.
I flatly refuse to learn anything from this complete and utter cock-up of our lives.
OUR lives. Plural.
You got to die.  I get to live.  Both options are crap.
A  learning experience it ain’t.

So no thanks – you can take your lessons on counting my blessings or patience or resilience or whatever the fuck I’m supposed to be learning and jam it.

That is all.

Except for the fact that I love you (and God), even when I’m cross!