journal

It’s a sad life, really.

Greetings, from hazy, hot, and humid Saskatchewan. We’re picking up the northern edges of the heat dome over most of the US, and the weather here has been fucking glorious. Unfortunately, I had another early morning. Eventually, I got up to use the bathroom, turning the coffee pot on and petting Pippin before going back…

Twitter without the bird is just fuckin’ weird, man.