Author: Shawshank

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

And the dummies might be right outside the darkness lurks

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Three more shifts until the weekend. Three more shifts until the weekend. It’s been a long week so far. And the sleeps haven’t been top notch. The last couple of nights, I’d gently place my head on the pillow, and the next thing I know, Crystal is telling me that it’s time to get up.

Crystal thought she heard gunshots this morning. It’s a good chance that it possibly was. I thought someone was knocking on the door. But being a good big city boy, I just ignored it. It could’ve been gunshots, or maybe some roofers. I have no idea. Crystal is usually right, so I’ll say I heard gunshots too.

I just wanted to post this picture again. Why? Cause it’s like totes awesome. Plus it fills some space, because I don’t have fuck all else to talk about that. So I’ll drink my coffee l, and watch the news.

I think it’s Wednesday, so happy Wednesday!

You bite my lip just for the taste

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Morning.

Terrible sleep last night. I’d just about get to sleep, and it felt like I was punched or poked really hard in my side, causing me to jolt awake. My side is a little sore this morning.

Then I just simply kept waking up. Randomly through out the night/morning. The only time I actually looked at the clock, it was about 6am.

The coffee is muchly needed this morning. It tastes nice and strong. It’s bright and sunny out, and I believe should be a warmish day out there.

Work wasn’t too bad yesterday. Just a little slow, but every once in a while, it happens to be like that. We cleaned and puttered around. But for the most part we just sat there, pretty much waiting for customers to come in.

Four more shifts til the weekend. Everybody’s working for the weekend.