Author: Shawshank

I’m just a 40-something bearded guy trying to get a fresh start.

Just try your best try everything you can

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Good morning my friends. I had an ok sleep. The bed was the most perfect temperature. I only had to get up once in the night. Twice, if you count me kicking the kitten out of the bedroom. and we’ve awoken to a gray morning. I think there may be a chance for rain possibly today.

Thankfully it’s not calling for rain today, since we’re heading to SlightlyBiggerTown for some much needed supplies in a couple of hours. So it’ll be a nice drive there, and back. And just think, we’ll be coming back with Subway for lunch. We really just have to remember to find a good snack for dinner, that way we’re not having two large meals.

I don’t even really want to talk about work yesterday so I really won’t. It was terrible. And sucked majorly. So with that said, I don’t need to say anything else on the subject, so here’s a picture of Podrick requesting to be drawn like a French girl.

And what the hell is on Joey’s head?

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The Beautiful One let me sleep in this morning. I was slowly starting to wake up. Or in my dream I was starting to wake up. It felt like I was. But dream Shawshank was slowly waking up. The last time I was awake was when I ushered Podrick out of the room around 5 am.

All that stand between me and a whole weekend off, is an 8 hour shift. We walked in, I notice the gas pumps are blocked off. Great. It’s gonna be one of those days. I find out that the “assistant mabager@ decided to shut off the pumps without saying a work to BossLady, nor Daddy. Great. Now we have to deal with the fallout, if BossLady, or anyone from home office called or stopped in.

What was really pissing me off was people would pull up, drive through the pumps, and read the sign that I put up, drive through the other set of pumps to read the sign that I put up. Then they stop in the middle of the lot, get out the car, and walk in and ask “so, I can’t get gas?” I slipped once and asked the old woman who did the above, and asked her if she read the sign. She said yes. At that point I had to walk away. I couldn’t anymore.

Hopefully, the pumps are working. I work with bing bing. So I need the pumps to be working. Please let the pumps be working.

It’s gonna be a good day, even better with moar coffee.

And I’m too clever, and then I’m too fucking dumb

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I’m awake. I’ve been mostly awake since about 5. Podrick was playing this morning, and at one point, I had to go to the bathroom, and had to move his brick back out of the bathroom, and back to the laundry area. It’s just the timend year where sometimes it’s just chilly. Even with snuggly blankets.

He was just active this morning with his soda cap. Right out in front of the closed bedroom door. I opened the door, blindly felt for the cap, and closed the door again. Good times lol.

Back to work this afternoon. I think it’s gonna be a pretty good day today. The sun is shining, and doesn’t seem too breezy out there. 2 shifts and the weekend is mine! Viva la weekend!

I get the shivers when I look into your eyes

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Good morning everyone. The sun is shining and there’s just a slight breeze this morning. I slept ok. I was up a lot, trying to get comfortable. The. I was too hot, then too cold. It was a strangely warm evening into overnight.

It was a terrible day at work. It was a holiday here – non paid of course. But we really could have used a third person. It was insanity. They just wouldn’t stop coming. And most of them were idiots. I got some bad news from my mom about my grandmother, and with that, and the absolute tools that were coming into the store, I was ready to just scream and scream.

I finally got home and watched NXT. But I just wasn’t into it. Maybe it was a lacklustre episode, or something else. I don’t know.

I need an allergy pill and coffee. Happy whatever day it is today. I hope it’s a good one for you b

Girl, you’re my angel, you’re my darling angel

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Good morning my friends, we’re all awake here. I slept like the dead. I don’t think I moved too much, and my head is stuffed full of snot. I’m slowing draining my nose. But it’s not a very efficient way of getting what’s in, out.

My four and a half hour shift wasn’t too bad. As expected, I did do a lot of cleaning. I was prepared for that. I also had an idea that BossLady would leave as soon as I got there. The part that I was wrong about was I thought she’d leave as soon as I got there. I guess she had some extra work, she left about an hour later.

I came home and surfed the net while Crystal kicked some ass playing Skyrim. She was neck deep in some dungeons, and saving the world. Eventually, I got up, and did the laundry, so at least I’ll have clean clothes for the next week. Laundry bled into dinner, which bled in to RAW. But everything got finished.

As we were getting ready to go to bed, I saw a notification for the northern lights. Out we went. I think in fall, we have a better chance of seeing them. Last night it was like a 24% chance. I grabbed a hand full of pictures. I upped the megapixels, and then had to stand still for 10 seconds while the night vision worked its magic.

Back to work this afternoon. Closing out the day. Hopefully, the pumps will either be fixed, or work through the evening. I’m getting tired of the will they/won’t they. It’s a stress that I don’t need.

What I do need: coffee. And the weekend to come quicker!