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How to ruin a fucking Thursday with a single voicemail and have a 3 hour panic attack.

Good morning, my friends. I’m in an animal-onesie, drinking a coffee, cat in my lap, how about you? I skipped a workout yesterday. I used the logic of “I shoveled on Monday, that counts as a workout” to skip the regular, real workout. It’s not like I didn’t do stuff, because I did. First, I…

Good morning, people. It’s Humpday. I hate that fucking word. However, there’s very little things in my life I’m not bitter about, or at least mildly annoyed at right now. I was home for about a half hour yesterday before he called. He had said he would try to call around 9pm, just to talk…