Dear diary. Today I did jack shit (excepting, of course, delving into my extensive back catalogue of 90′s PC games). I was able to do this, rather absent mindedly, because the new president, capitalist-curious though he may be, isn’t completely batshit crazy. I was able to have a traditional Saturday, content in the knowledge that he and his administration weren’t engaging in extensive corruption and crime, and cultivating fascist sentiment among the peasantry in order to cover for this behavior. Evening plans include a leisurely dinner, followed by some quality beer and a movie. We’ve been robbed of too many days like this, lately, and though many still suffer hardships on this day and I feel for their egregious plights, I, for a nice fucking change of pace, am not one of them.