this morning #856.

this morning, i was beyond sick of the “survival of the fittest” mindset that’d taken hold here in the old folks’ home. for crying out loud. we’d all made it this far in life. couldn’t we ease up on the gas a tad, let our later years pass without all this constant one-upmanship? there’s this one ass who moved in this past summer. real wall st type. all about hyping himself up. ran for office a couple times but never won. now his son put him here & he lives in fear of dying without ever being chosen by the people. prior to his arrival, i was all ready to retain my role as board president. he decided to take me on & has turned next month’s election into bloodsport. if it continues, someone might end up dead.