August, the “8th” Month…Then What the F*** is October?

I couldn’t let the month end without posting (though I was tempted to), so here I am.

Sharing time!

After many years of plotting and planning, I went to the U.S. Open (tennis not golf; golf is B-O-R-I-N-G).

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That’s it.

I went.

But isn’t that a gorgeous photo?

Ahh.

Anyway, as I watched the cartoon American Dad on my last vacation day, I realized how many cartoon characters are animatedly “me”: Roger from American Dad (Paul Lynde, who is a clear inspiration for the character, is my spirit animal), Daria from, of course, Daria, Stewie from Family Guy, Brendon from Home Movies, Angelica from the Rugrats, Helga from Hey Arnold!…I could go on.

Oooh, b*tch, you’re dark.

Not really, but I do appreciate anyone who is direct with his/her/their feelings.

There is an art to being blunt without being an assh*le.

Call me Gauguin.

I joined Weverse.

The translation icon only works 30 minutes or more after your fave artist posts a post or comment on some fan’s post. Thus, you have to read all the comments to get the gist of what was said in said person’s native language.

I should’ve complain, but…

That’s it.

I rode Amtrak for the first time.

I’ll stick to planes.

Airlines, make tickets more affordable!

Labor Day is Monday.

I’m going to do anything but labor.

It’s Wednesday.

Two more day until Friday!

Whoo-hoo!

Peace.