Savannah is in pink, so it must be Wednesday. The sun is up and shining, and today is supposed to be warmer than it’s been in months. WE’RE GONNA GET OUR MELT ON, Y’ALL. Don’t worry, my little poopsies, it’ll freeze up again by Friday. Yesterday’s “shift” was sucky. I had a bunch (for me)…
I’m unable to determine if the chunky white shite flying around outside is new white shite or old white shite. No matter, it’s flying around, and that’s not cool. It was a mostly lazy Monday for us. Shawshank made a couple of quick runs out of the house for stuff we needed for brunch, then…
Hello, my little pocket internet people. It’s a Monday morning, which means there’s news on TV instead of crime shows. Podrick only made one solid attempt to scale the bedroom screen, all others were thwarted before his back feet left the ground. We were still up early, because he’s still an asshole. Shawshaft for work…