Sunshine, holidays, and JESUS CHRIST WTF, Chaucer, don’t eat the dead fly.
[03 Nov 2021|9:35am]
The cats are investigating every item removed from Mom’s suitcases like they’re smelling them and thinking OMG THIS IS RHODE ISLAND SMELLS.
The cats are investigating every item removed from Mom’s suitcases like they’re smelling them and thinking OMG THIS IS RHODE ISLAND SMELLS.
I keep forgetting it’s Tuesday because Brian skipped work yesterday and now everything’s mentally borked.
I passed out candy from my front yard rave and stole half the Starburst for midnight snacks, and I regret nothing.