#diarys

Video Version: This poem is entitled Blessings

For those feeling anxious or nervous through any evolving situations attempt showing gratitude.

You can’t feel fear and gratitude at the same time.

When quarantine is over I can’t tell you how exited I am to see you at the end of the rambow.

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As usual God bless and enjoy the peace of your day!

Lambchop’s Diary 

It’s time to check-in with Lambchop. Here at UW-Milwaukee classes are starting next week, so we are thinking about the summer that was. So was Lambchop in this diary entry from August 1955. 

August, 1955 -

"I love to play in the sprinkler as you can see - Mommie says I wouldn't be worth $2.00 at the Dog Pound when I look like this, but who cares? It's so much fun - 'specially when it's hot - like it was this summer - “

I cannot stress the fucking fact that the handicap parking is for people with physical disabilities like my pearly mom. Not for stupid neurotypicals who are in a fucking hurry. There’s a reason it’s called handicap parking. And able-bodied jerk should not use it because it is the night of ignorance.

There is a reason it is called handicap parking. It’s so that people -like my pearly mom-can easily get in and out of their cars and do what they have to.... to get i. And out of stores quickly. This is mental no able bodied neurotypicals. There is regular parking for the able bodied.

Deciding to use the handicap parking when you are not disabled is the m hight of ignorance. Because they think that there aren’t enough disabled people on this beautiful planet so they can quickly run and out of the store or restaurant quickly. Wrong. There are many people in this world with physical disabilities who need the handicap parking space.

𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙖 𝙛𝙪𝙣𝙣𝙮 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙢𝙮 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚, 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 ✨👇🏼