[Current Mood | blah ]

[Listening To | I don't know why he's making a deal, that man was with me all day ]

Good morning, y’all. We’re up, and it’s raining, the coffee is flowing, and Shawshank is paying bills. The farmers will be happy, and so will my sunflowers. These are the perfect size – knee height right now, but who knows how big their heads are. I’d love to do a whole plot of them in the back patio area.

I had another shitty shift. I made some money, but I’d have liked to have made more. The same dude who told me how much he was “swimming in precum” the other day returned, complaining I was playing the same game. Dude, you came back. Don’t whine to me about your mommy issues, ask yourself what brought you back.

I spent the rest of the evening making a new park in Roller Coaster Tycoon 3, because of course I did. I have four entrances, and three rides: a coaster, a monorail, and a skyliner cable. No one in the park is happy, but hey, my fountain and stations look nice.

The end of the week is usually shitty for me. I never know what I can expect on a Friday. It could be a nice night, and it could be a night where I sit there, bored and talking to an empty room. All I can do is get on the bean, into jiggle-dispenser mode, and hope for the best. I’ll wear something that’s barely qualified as a garment and see what Friday gives me.