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cold and gray and foggy
Good morning, world. It's fucking Saturday. The sun isn't up; the day hasn't even broken and Podrick has already been yelled at. Maybe if I give him breakfast, he'll start…
Posted inLife in General
still dark
Good morning, world. It's already started. It's going to be a day. At barely 6am, I shouldn't go so far as to proclaim it will be a bad day, but…
Posted inLife in General
the deer ate our birdseed
Good morning, world. We're up early, because Podrick wouldn't stay off of things he shouldn't be on. For a cat with a tummy ache, he's still a meatball ass. The…
