Deactivated my Twitter account. I’ve already set an alert on my phone 29 days from now to decide if I want to go back and reactivate it. I’ll probably reactivate it, but I decided a break was in order.

When you mute and unfollow like crazy to avoid the constant outrage, only to have AOC and Trump – both of whom I can’t stand – still pop up in your timeline, it’s time to back away.

Ever scroll through somebody’s social media feeds and immediately remember why you muted them? Me, too.

Made a convenience store stop during the virtual #PokemonGOFest2020. This is probably as close to a summer road trip as we’re getting this year. 😐

It’s that time of year again. And yes, I still play Pokemon GO. Feel free to friend me on the game for the virtual Pokemon GO Fest going on.

It was about 3:30 p.m. when I realized the 12-year-old was still in her pajamas. Please don’t call the authorities on me.

TIL: Dogs and kittens like Arby’s.

Top of the list of pet peeves about working from home: dog farts in the home office.

Matcha green tea lattes are my new late-night work fuel.

Honestly trying to work here.

Here’s today’s reminder that cats like boxes.

The Spousal Unit, on anti-maskers and the far right: “Darwinism isn’t fast enough for me.”

Happy feast of Our Lady of Mt. Carmel. I received my first brown scapular a year ago at my local parish, and upgraded to this plain wool one from a maker on Etsy. (Forgive the worn, pilled look; it’s actually nicer-looking in person – albeit still worn and only slightly pilled.)

I’ve not persevered in the devotion much in recent months, aside from wearing it. This is probably a good day to start anew.

And now, it’s time once again for Gratuitous Kitten Photos. (Not shown: the kitten landing on my face when I decided to lie down for a minute in the home office this afternoon.)

Kittens sleep a lot. I envy kittens.

“My argument is that it doesn’t really matter whether Tom Nook is good or evil. What matters is that ‘Animal Crossing’ has created this very productive space for people to have conversations about wealth and labor.”

Finally trying the dicyclomine prescribed by the gastroenterologist who handled my (sparkling shiny perfect) colonoscopy. Hoping this eases the morning cramping.

They appear to be getting used to each other.

The new home office intern still hasn’t learned to fetch my tea or fix the printer yet.

“Much of the evangelical movement, in aligning itself with Donald Trump, has shown itself to be graceless and joyless, seized by fear, hypocritical, censorious, and filled with grievances. That is not true of all evangelicals, of course, and it’s not true of all evangelicals who are Trump supporters. But it’s true of enough of them, and certainly of the political leadership of the white evangelical movement, to have done deep injury to their public witness.”

This is a Kitten to Be Named Later. (It actually came with the name Simba, but Frannie is trying out several names.)

Lady in town was fostering a litter of ferals from Michigan, and Chris found her on FB offering them to good homes. So, the cat is quarantined in a bathroom for the night until we can get him to the vet in the morning for shots, a checkup, and an oil and filter change.

The Nintendo 2DS XL arrived yesterday. Once I picked up a 32GB microSD card, we loaded Pokemon Ultra Sun and Animal Crossing: New Leaf on it.

I’ve set up my New Leaf town (named after Winslow the dog). Otherwise, F has been busy on the new device. Her Switch looks lonely now.

I get that logistics can be an issue with the large-scale COVID-19 testing that MLB teams have to do, but it still feels weird to read about it when I was able to be tested and get results in a couple of hours before my medical procedure a few weeks ago.

Deleting the Twitter list I created to follow political feeds. When the first thing you do upon awakening is fall down a giant rabbit hole lined with stories about QAnon and Trump-induced racism, it’s time to get away from the drumbeat of rage and idiocy. I’m tired.

I am in the kind of deeply foul mood that comes with the downhill end of a three-day weekend plus periodic abdominal cramping that remains despite one ER visit, one colonoscopy, one endoscopy, and multiple doctor visits.