Khej Dub Freydae

I hope Thanksgiving was good. I’m sure it was. You’re surrounded with love, happiness, and bliss. Who could ask for more?

Are you doing any Khej Dub Friday shopping? Me, blah. No. I’m not in the mood for covid, nor wasting money. This new, no-Greek-letter-yet mutant covid strain from South Africa looks bad. Even the markets are selling down because of it. I did a trade a few minutes ago to take advantage of the vis
volatility, but otherwise I’m just laying in bed listening to Leona Lewis’ cover of “If I Can’t Have You” and just thinking of you. And Ryan Hurd/Maren Morris “Chasing After You” because I’m feeling blue, as always. It’s obvious that you were the only thing that ever made me truly happy.

I might do some online shopping and get a security camera system. I’ve been putting that off too long. Things are getting crazy, so simply arming myself for a massive gang shootout isn’t enough these days. You’ve got methheads, petty thieves, home invasions, and cougars in the backyard. Too many things not to have a security camera system. But I draw the line for indoor cameras. I’m not ready for that for privacy reasons. I can’t rely on police to do shit these days.

Birfmas is coming around, but as usual, I’m just feeling blue. Not in the mood for anything. Don’t want anything, but you. And that reminds me. Silly you! You just had to buy your home on my Birfday. Guess now you have no escape from me even if you cover your ears and scream lalalalala like a crazy person. Every year, my Birfday will also be your home’s as well. So you’re stuck with me. 😜 Your only option is to sell and run.

I’m just teasing. I miss you so much.

Be a good mommy. Life is precious. Time is precious. And you’re the most precious of all in my heart.