But with all of my tattoos and these songs I like to sing about booze

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It’s morning. Podrick has been doing Podrick things for a while this morning. He’s a very bad boy. And it continues for about a 1/2 to 45 minutes. He’s quiet right now, but he’ll start up again soon. He just dragged himself across me.

Crystal ordered some black out curtains for the bedroom. Hopefully if he can’t really see that it’s daylight, he won’t start making noise, or getting into places, loudly, where he’s not supposed to go.

Work wasn’t too bad yesterday. It was my final swing shift for a while, and I’m mostly back on nights. I close a couple of days, and then open Saturday morning again. I don’t mind opening on Saturdays – it’s only like a 7 hour shift.

I have a day off today. I have to wander up to the bank, and get some coin switched to the fancy folding money. We have to drive into SlightlyBiggerTown to pick up a beanbag chair. We should be hitting up the secondhand store, and then grabbing some dinner at Dairy Queen before coming home.

I need more coffee.

It’s Wednesday my dudes.

Yeah, I’m hungover still a long way from sober

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Good early morning everyone. I’ve been up on and off since about 4. Podrick was being an ass this morning. So yeah the alarm going off this morning, kinda just annoyed me a little more.

But here we are. The sun is rising, and it’s going to be a nice day out there today. You know, the calm before the actual storm. It was supposed to em snow tomorrow, but they upgraded it to thunder storms. Snow the next day.

Woohoo.

I can’t wait to go back to my normal schedule. I don’t mind random morning shifts, but I’ve had enough fun! It’s a lot slower in the mornings. That’s cool for a while, but then, it’s just slow. I don’t mind slow, but it’s slow. Back at it today. Day off tomorrow. I think we’re heading into SlightlyBiggerTown to pick up a bean bag chair, from the people that just moved out of the unit beside us.

Small world.

I need more coffee.

It’s Tuesday my dudes.

😀👈

You think you’re such a big shot with that big ten-gallon hat overcompensating, you know what they say about that

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Good morning my friends. It’s a new week, and Podrick was mostly good. We (me, probably just me) managed to sleep, and then doze until 6:50, but the cult of Podrick is just too strong. When he thinks it’s time to get up, he’ll pick at you. And pick pick, until you acknowledge him ☝🏽

It was a nice day yesterday. We did a bit of everything, but mostly nothing. And it was glorious. I did laundry, and ignored every single other chore. As the laundry was being processed, I made brunch, and stepped aside for The Beautiful One so she could make French toast.

We consumed.

Sometime in there, I shaved the sides of Crystal’s head with the new clippers that I picked up in SlightlyBiggerTown the previous day. The little rechargeable one that I got for either my birthday or Christmas was very slowly, then quickly dying.

At 4pm, I switched over to Netflix to watch day two of WrestleMania. Our hopes weren’t too high, considering night one. We made jokes throughout night one. The first nights matches just didn’t really catch our attention. The matches were all less than 15 minutes, so I think it was 7 matches in 3ish hours. Not good.

Night two had a lot to prove.

Boy did the first match prove everything and set up the rest of the night. And the rest of the night was awesome. No spoilers here – maybe.

Oba Femi retired Brock Lesnar.

Holy shit.

Shine it up, rev it up, and let it run, yeah

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What can I write about when the last time I wrote here mere hours ago. Nothing too much has changed. I managed to sleep in until 6:10 today. And on a day off too! Podrick, really just stated being Podrick. Nothing more. And he wasn’t really going crazy from what my sleepy brain could process.

We watched night one of WrestleMania yesterday afternoon. I was sports entertained, but the internet on Reddit is complaining. I don’t think I’ve ever seen them happy about something. the matches (according to the angry boys on Reddit) were really short, and there was no backstage shenanigans that usually happen. It was really just short matches, that lead into commercials.

I know, I know! Commercials on a pay-per-view? That’s crazy talk. Commercials aren’t on PPVs. They’re supposed to be more special than the shows on TV. I can understand the Netflix commercials because, well, internationally, the home of the WWE is Netflix. But we were getting all sorts of commercials. Better than the US, and from what I’ve read, the UK – who basically watched the Hulk Hogan documentary 3.5 minutes at a time over the course of the 4 hour show.

The matches like I said, weren’t bad. They were just wicked short. I think only 2 made it over the 14 minute mark. The women’s matches hovered around 6-9 minutes each. That’s not right, because shit man, the women division and Carmelo Hayes have been carrying both RAW and SmackDown! on their backs for a year now.

We’ll see what night 2 is like. Hopefully Oba Femi wins, and I’d like Trick to win tonight. I hope Pank, and Roman decide that they’re both too old, and retire before their match – because the writers and producers in the back would probably all stroke out.

More coffee please.

Yeah, you better get to livin’ it up before you wake up dead

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Holy shit, I almost forgot to post! I don’t want to lose my streak! But here I am, mid-evening, and I’m struggling to think of something to say.

I worked early this morning, and it was quiet, slowly picking up the closer we got to being able to leave. From work, I picked up The Beautiful One, and we drove to SlightlyBiggerTown to restock supplies, grab a late lunch, and sped home to unpack everything, and get ready to watch WrestleMania.

It was very sports entertaining.

But now, I’m just relaxing, and mentally preparing for the bed to envelope and nourish me.