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Good morning everybody rise and grind.

It's 7.58 a.m. on a Saturday morning, a brisk Saturday morning.

I already turned my episode in, but I woke up feeling a little extra zesty.

And I was trying to scream at Andrew's corpse like body next to me,

just like my grievances about the world and social media.

And she doesn't really care.

So I had no choice but to saunter over to my computer and scream into a microphone.

I'll tell you why I'm fucking crying because I don't want to spend one more second,

one more minute or one more day absorbing the mediocrity that is plaguing the internet right now.

It is the silent pandemic of 2022.

And I had an epiphany and epiphonic moment last night while I was trolling trolling

until my fucking phalanche started twitching and people like,

Jackie, if you hate it so much, get off the internet.

Thank you so much for all of your mind bending solutions.

No, because then I'd have nothing to complain about and complaining is coping and coping is thriving.

I'm going to tell you about my best friend signing me up for a week long therapy camp in October in a second.

But first, let's just talk about the mediocrity because I feel like everyone slowly, but surely it's very much like that homeland,

Carrie Matheson where everyone, all the strings are connecting and we're all looking at each other like,

whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, did you see that? Did you see that? The fact that we're consuming so much mediocrity from sunrise to sunset.

It's doing something to our brains and it is my personal mission statement to look you dead in your eyes,

shake you violently and be like, whoa, whoa, whoa.

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