(Norma Bates is banging one of her neighbors.)
Yesterday, the Dragon Lady went to Emart. She brought home a large pizza in a cardboard box. The meal was delicious. I love junk food. I washed the vittles down with several glasses of Coke. Sugary soft drinks give me joy. I'll be dead soon. And good riddance. I could really use the rest.
My eldest son James-uh brought me some bad news. He got a good grade on his math exam. However, he neglected to study for his other subjects. So he failed Korean and scored poorly in science. Once again, his computer has been confiscated. James-uh can't win for losing.
I watched the latest episode of Bates Motel. Norma is currently banging one of her rich neighbors. This relationship isn't sitting well with her twisted son. Meanwhile, Norman's semen has been found on the body of a dead school teacher. The wrong man is rotting in prison for the murder.
I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. No big surprise. It's not like I'm some twisted misanthrope. I believe in love. I asked Jesus to keep me from going completely insane. I'm not sure if he will grant my request. So far, the jury is still out.
I went to bed at 10 p.m. I didn't dream. I woke up at 6 a.m. and drank several cups of coffee. Then I read the paper while enjoying a bathroom break. The Washington Wizards really have a shot to win a series in the playoffs. You don't get to say that very often. Good for them.
I turned on Fox News. The Five discussed the IRS. Several agents were given healthy bonuses after they failed to pay their own taxes. That's so disgusting. I'm no fan of the government. Bunch of thieves.
Anyway, it's time for the song du jour. Here's In the Meantime by Space Hogg. God bless.