I'd blame the weather, Republicans, even cosmic fucking radiation! I would if I could. It is what it is. It's not up to me.
And it isn't. But it's not up to Republicans either. I'd blame anyone, anything. I need to paint my pain in recognizable colors.
Well, not the pain, not really. More like an itch. But it needs to be pain because it's my skin I'm scratching and a mere discomfort is not enough for valiant suffering,
Not that I'm suffering, though. But the itch!
Maybe it's the weather.