It’s a chilly morning, with high temps for the day forecast to hover around -25℉ for the day, and feeling even worse. I ended up doing nothing productive yesterday. I wanted to “be productive”, which to me is usually doing anything that’s not me just being a trash heap. Unfortunately, going 24+ hours without food…
Oh, look! POTUS is shitting his pants while delivering a speech this morning. I’m so glad I survived another case of Chickyplague for this [gestures everywhere around the planet]. I spent yesterday sleeping off whatever my problem is. I woke up and felt “off”, and went into the living room with a bottle of water.…
Good morning, world. It’s a new week, starting with a weekend- Shawshank has today and tomorrow off. I’ve been up since another godawful hour because Podrick thinks the best time to wake up is 5:30am. We’ve been out of bed since about 6:30 because he was AWAKE!™, it’s about 45 minutes later. He. Has. Not.…