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COlegalminimum.bsky.social

I had friends at that studio. The level of fuckitude they have described to me…

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PCminimallycrazy.bsky.social

See also: fuckulent, enfuckenate, fuckitude, I got a million of 'em

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Ppiratedan7.bsky.social

another illustration of how out of touch the media is with America. Considering the fuckitude that has taken place in the financial industry (Enron, Mortgage crisis, Wells Fargo, Crypto and Vulture Capitalists). Plus most of WS thinking Gordon Gecko is a hero... yeah, some of us are dubious.

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MKmaxkennerly.bsky.social

There is no more fuckitude for Harris than there is for Biden. If we assume maximum SCOTUS fuckitude, then they could always deem him incompetent under a novel reading of the 25th Amendment. Fact is, they won't need it anyway, they'll focus on states with close results.

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COlegalminimum.bsky.social

Do you trust this Supreme Court not to exercise fuckitude on this issue, though?

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Ppiratedan7.bsky.social

IIRC we were promised 40 Ronin deserting their liege lord... where the fuck are they? Or are they waiting to release their newly created status at 1645 Eastern for maximum fuckitude?

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OCmaryscottoconnor.com

It's FUCK IT FRIDAY, Bluetopia. Or... FUCK YOU FRIDAY. That's more like it. FUCK YOU, corporate media vultures looming over Biden, ignoring AS USUAL the fucking DEVIL while you pick apart the only DECENT man in the race. You scum. FUCK YOU ALL. FUCK everyone calling for his withdrawal. FUCK YOU.

Here I am, standing in a lane near my house, staring off to my right, prepared for my morning walk: 90% humidity, 5:30am, tempted to say FUCK IT. It's Fuck It Friday, after all, folks. After the week we've all had, I'm most certainly in a FUCK IT state of mind. Angels & ministers of grace, defend us. No, I ain't seen no ghost- that'd be a romp in Arden forest compared to the malignancy of this fucking fate. Accused of all manner of lunacy, Biden stands attacked by every media moron & ostensible left wing activist, his withdrawal demanded, while they ALL ignore the actual villain right before us all. The course of dipshittery never did run smooth. The evil Trump does will live after him. Oh, the tale told by this fucking idiot, the sound & fury, signifying a FUCKING NIGHTMARE. Some are born fucked, some achieve fuckitude & some have fuckery thrust upon them. Oops. Mixing Shakespearean references AND quotes. Harsh, featureless, & rude, let Trump barrenly perish.😎
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OCmaryscottoconnor.com

It's SELFIE SUNDAY, Bluetopia! Today I celebrate SIX THOUSAND FOLLOWERS (give or take a few). You know what THAT means: A 4 PANEL SELFIE POST! It IS, after all, TRADITION. Who am I to fuck with tradition? Besides, I'll take any excuse to do this. This account is Narcissism Central, after all.🥸

Me, sweaty & exhausted on a break from a morning run this week. OR AM I GLOWING? Hair a mess - took it out of the ponytail and the hat for the selfie - what I do for love. Not fond of direct sunlight, it shows all my wrinkles & pores, but FUCK IT, I'm 56 & look pretty fucking good regardless. Didn't think so A YEAR AGO when I joined Bluesky (my anniversary is July 4th, darling Bluetopians, can you believe that shit?)... A year ago, selfies were anathema to me, photos of me in general were something I avoided like the proverbial Covid. HATED seeing myself in photographic form. In mirrors, for that matter. For an actress, that's rather ironic, I know, for I am nothing if not a classic narcissist, at least when it comes to my looks. Don't ask, it's an absurd paradox. Self-centered self-loathing. A piece of shit around which the world revolves. Dysmorphia, but obsessed. An anorexic who thinks about nothing but food. Nothing too unique about that, really. Progress has been made, however.🥰
Pulling on the collar of an ill-conceived choice of clothing for a run on a VERY humid morning; thin fabric or not, a black long-sleeved hoodie, even at 6am, is NOT GREAT, BOB. The placid look on my face belies the great discomfiture I feel at the moment the camera snaps. That's JUST HOW GOOD AN ACTRESS I AM, darlin'. The sun rising behind the trees over the fence just past my left shoulder looks great, huh? In the past couple years since I began these daily treks (which started with one 5 minute MS-riddled struggle to the end of my block, with a WALKER), I've become more adept at taking INTERESTING pictures. I started taking them at the suggestion of a friend who thought it might distract me from the pain & boredom discouraging me as each day I moaned on Facebook about how much it HURT & how HARD & LONELY & BORING my morning walks were... All 15 minutes of them, at first. Then 20, 30, 45...Till last fall, when they became hour-long, 5 mile runs. VICTORY!🥳
Stopping in the middle of a walk in the middle of a street to take a fucking selfie staring up into your camera isn't exactly the SMARTEST thing to do, genius, especially wearing AirPods blasting AC/DC, even if your Mona Lisa smile IS beatific as fuck. Well, I was feeling myself last week; I alternate days walking & running now, since overdoing it a while back & being forced to go on bedrest for a while; scared the shit out of me. NO WAY will I return to living in bed. Did it for the better part of a DECADE when MS was at its worst; the meds I'm on have put me in what is, basically, remission - & I refuse to let that go to waste. So... MODERATION it is. Which includes diet; I lost 100 pounds over the last two years, & that was fucking hard... Almost as hard was admitting I'd GAINED IT IN THE FIRST PLACE. Lying in bed immobilised by pain for a decade, after a lifetime of anorexia? Easy to get fat. Nevertheless, I FEEL SHAME. Of course. I am FEMALE ON EARTH.😡
Me in one of my Very Large Hats last week, standing outside my Dark Blue Front Door, wearing a Dark Blue Sundress, looking Very Self-Satisfied. Why am I capitalising everything? Oh, why the fuck not? I'm actually FOUR FOLLOWERS SHORT of that 6K mark, you know. I'm prematurely jubilating. What can I say - I'm just a WILD & CRAZY RULE BREAKER. So. Here we are. And in a couple weeks, I celebrate my Bluesky 1st birthday, anniversary, whatever. Where WILL life have taken me by then? Will I be a sobbing mess because of some tragic love affair that's all taken place in that liminal space of the soundwave & cyber age? A raging typhoon of righteous fury over the latest right wing fuckitude? A despondent Eeyore, certain we're all doomed & there's no point to any of this? Or will I be my usual perky Pollyanna self, quick with a chirpy, cheerful, chipper greeting for one & all as I maniacally REPOST everything I've ever written or slapped together here...? Tune in & see, my darlings.Till then...😎
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OCmaryscottoconnor.com

Wednesday's Post is Full of Woe, Bluetopia... I suppose I can MUSTER UP some woe for y'all... After all, I AM an American & an Alcoholic & an Actress. Triple A! Actually, though, things don't suck QUITE as badly as usual. My Airbnb reno is finished, guest installed. And it looks... not half bad:

View of my Airbnb room from the corner (where the TV is)... Two-toned walls - union blue & confederate grey. Kidding. But sort of. My mom gave me her lovely area rug - doesn't match, but it's a nice contrast, beige with burgundy & green floral pattern. All the furniture is shades of blue; I painted it all. Lots of light; four lamps & the overhead with the ceiling fan, which WOBBLES on high, to my great distress. I've begged Adam to fix it - he set up all the ceiling fans in my house & they ALL wobble on high. THERE'S my woe for Wednesday. I HATE IT! Anyway - full-sized futon bed - TWO futons, super comfy. Furry blankets. You can't see it, but one of the pictures on the wall is of my late father in his kilt, looking cheeky. (heh.) On the bureau, bottled water, a basket of toiletries, and a basket of foodstuffs in case the guest is hungry after her travels. Bedside table is the same shade of grey as the walls - I painted that in a hurry yesterday, after buying it at the ReStore. YIKES!😳
View of the room from the door: the relatively large TV in the corner at the foot of the bed is a Westinghouse Roku TV; you turn it on and VOILÀ - the Roku menu appears, no muss, no fuss. I love Roku. The most user friendly streaming service thingy around. No, this isn't a paid promotion. I FUCKING WISH. Anyway... to the right of that is a little table - in the picture there's a box of tissues, but now there's a coffeemaker there. To the right of that, a desk, IKEA-style; I also painted that, a little paler blue than the walls. To its right, a tall, narrow bookshelf, a little DARKER blue. On the shelves: towels, books, some hand-weights, & a portrait of Terry in his Michigan State football uniform. Behind the desk is the window with light-canceling grey curtains. In my experience, you use Airbnb for sleep & not much else; even if you're there during daylight hours, if you're in that bedroom, you want to sleep. Curtains that don't keep out the light - especially EASTERN light - suck.
The VERY exciting view of the small closet to the right of the desk. To its right, the bureau, also painted blue - a different shade again. The floor is painted dark grey, the part not covered by the rug. At one point it was carpeted; I took that up years ago & sanded it, then painstakingly put down layers of indoor concrete, sanded that, painted it, and put down several layers of polyurethane. It GLISTENED. It was fabulous. Then the roommate from hell moved in, lived there for 6 years... & utterly destroyed the floor. I have NO idea what that man was doing in there, but EVERYTHING in that room was horrifying. The WALLS had patches of oil on them from where he, presumably, LEANED against them on his bed over the years... with oily hair & clothes? GROSS, dude. Gross. He left bags & bags of garbage. The room was a toxic waste dump. UGH. But NOW look at it! 🤗
Me, in the renovating process, making a resigned, un-made-up face with my hair in a bun, Airpods firmly in place - repainting the two grey walls that the roommate from hell stained with his oiliness. UGH. But now they're a fabulous shade of UNION BLUE (heh)... And my first guest is happily (I HOPE) sleeping in there, having arrived late last night. She's booked for a week. Two days after she leaves, a couple arrives for a one-night stay. I have three more bookings after that. Presumably more to follow. And hopefully my financial fuckitude will be a LITTLE less fucked. Wish me luck. I'm still taking that asshole to small claims, though. Fucker owes me well over two grand. Blood from a stone, whatever - it's the principle. THERE'S some woe for you.😡
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OCmaryscottoconnor.com

Oh yeah? WHAT'S SO GOOD ABOUT IT, huh? Oops. Sorry. My fuckitude is showing. Good morning! 🌞

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