Not me. I would never. Is it Tuesday? I think it is. We were forced to get up early, as Podrick has been up to his old tricks this morning. I guess we got our hopes up when we had a good morning yesterday. Aside from doing the supper dishes, I didn’t do anything productive…
Hello, world. It’s another morning, and it’s Monday. Podrick had Shawshank up a little early, so they went out into the living room and let me doze. In my groggy, half-awake state, I heard Pod playing and pondered whether Shawshank was dead or alive, because he was handling the noise remarkably well for the early…
It’s Sunday, it’s chilly, it’s gray, it’s TinyTown. I woke up a couple of times, resetting whatever sleepy talk down (there were three) was playing in my earbuds each time. I tried to have a good shift, but I didn’t. It was terrible. I don’t know what the actual fuck is happening, but it was…