In Which we have the nostalgia for the wrong year, and hope for Venezuela finally
Good morning, sir, happy Saturday, madame, jolly readers of this present post! All of you a dear friend in potential! How are you? As for me, I am tired but okay. A bit battered, true, I eat and feel no relieve of hungry feeling, maybe I need something more substancial, and we do have food here today, thankfully! It is the beginning of the month, and as such, mom did the groceries, I did some purchases of light snacks for myself. I am aware that some moments due to logistical issues, or sometimes lack of funds, we are out of our refreshments, but today is not one of those. So, my current lack of nourishment is just myself not wanting to cook, not right now. Even if this affects my mood, there is much to celebrate actually. On the third day of the year, Venezuela has finally reason to rejoice. The misdeeds of the demon dictador Maduro finally came to haunt him, as Trump, taking back the heeds of foreign affairs from the inaction of Biden, has arrested such bad and communist and evil (to...
