Gentle Readers . . . and Maxwell,
Please pardon me for not visiting you of late. Princess and I have been busy.
I've felt well enough to work more. My last paycheck was $65, which is quite an improvement over the previous check of $7. I know it's not much, but I'm hanging on to my benefits. I have Medicare Part A, but I don't want to deal with the other parts of Medicare while the fuckmonkey remains in the White House, giggling gleefully over all the poor slobs who have to pay more for health insurance.
Florida is in a drought. We had some rain Friday, but we'll need a lot more before we can enjoy the sparkling waters of Lake Junebug at
The Lake Junebug
Hotel & Rumpus Room
I continue to hope Princess and I will be able to welcome guests this summer.
My birthday came and went recently during what our beloved Bob of I Should Be Laughing calls Fuckuary for good reason. Favorite Young Man and K spoiled me with cards and gifts, including a button that says Anti-Fascist As Fuck. FYM wrote in his card to me that I'm in my 30s. I texted him to say I don't have a problem with being my real age, which is 107.
K says that one of my gifts hasn't arrived yet. She told me what it is. I'll reveal it to you after it arrives. Suffice it to say Nancy Pelosi will be thrilled when she sees it.
I had to get a new phone a few days ago. My old phone took forever to charge and then didn't hold the charge very long. Android Auto had also stopped working. I am Android Auto dependent in this huge city. Jacksonville is the largest city, geographically, of the 48 contiguous states. Because it was relatively inexpensive, I also got a smart watch in case of emergencies. For now, if I have an emergency, the watch is worthless because I can't figure out how it works. I can access its workings through the phone's screen so I'm sure I'll figure it out. It's charging on its little round thingy right now.
Princess and I had a meet and greet with a six-year-old male German Shepherd who needs a new home. I said no with some regret. He arrived at our home dragging his dad behind him. His current parents admitted he doesn't walk well on a leash. He was also twice the size of Princess. I would not be able to handle such a big, headstrong dog, but I was sad because Princess liked him. She invited him to play a few minutes after meeting him and exchanging obligatory butt sniffs. I plan on filling out an application with a rescue for dogs of a different breed. I'll let you know what happens.
Please be patient with me when you leave a comment. I love and appreciate you for taking the time to read my words, but I have comment moderation enabled and sometimes it takes me a while before I get a chance to publish comments.
What are you doing for fun or for work? What are you reading? What are you watching? Have you kicked anyone in the butt? Have you given somebody a hand up?
Infinities of love,
Janie Junebug
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| Neil Sedaka 1939 - 2026 |
