Author: Shawshank

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

To kiss in cars and downtown bars

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Good morning from a bright and sunny TinyTown. Pippin begged for the table. Begged. So the table is set up at the back door. Even Chaucer climbed up there to enjoy the sunrise. It’s chilly out, but with the sun streaming in, it shouldn’t make the house cooler. And they’re happy, and not running around all crazy like.

I slept like the dead. And I got to sleep in. Oh lawd, it felt great to sleep past 4:30. We’re all awake now. The coffee has been brewed, and is currently being consumed. In a couple of hours, we’ll be heading to SlightlyBiggerTown for supplies, and food, and all that happy horseshit. Mom had texted a couple of days ago asking if we wanted to go with her. Sure, why not. So in a couple of hours we’ll be off. Mom needs to get out of the house for a little while, and so do we.

It’s win-win, if you ask me.

Other than that, it’s gonna be a low key weekend. Chores, of course. But that’ll be tomorrow. My dad has started taking new meds, and if we’re feeling sick with the flu, cold, whatever – we’re to stay away, because these pills are going to lower his immune system, I think. We’re both pretty good here, so we might go tomorrow. It really depends on my parents. We’re not sick here, just allergies.

And we don’t know just where our bones will rest

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“Soon I discovered that this rock thing was true, Jerry Lee Lewis was the devil, Jesus was an architect previous to his career as a prophet”

Good afternoon people. I assume that you’re waiting with bated breath for my post. As you should be. I assure you this will be the greatest post that you’ll read all day.

Trust me.

4:30 came wicked early this morning. I know I was up sometime in the night, but I didn’t roll over to see the time. Needless to say, the alarm scared me this morning, and I was groggy as all get out when I rolled over. I didn’t even know what time it was when I woke up.

Coffee brewed, clothes put on.

Then I was off to work. Driving in the freshly fallen snow. Yes, it fucking snowed last night. Enough to put down in the morning note to Crystal to not look out the windows this morning. I’d say it’s probably 70% melted now. But still, it’s April.

Work was well, work. We got some cleaning and stocking done before the delivery came in. We took care of customers, and just did our thing. I was happy when it was time to leave.

I now have Chaucer, not laying on me, but sitting on my lap, waiting patiently for another goldfish cracker from Crystal. I don’t think he’s gonna get another one. But he’s hoping.

I think I’m gonna nap for a little bit.

Happy Friyay!

Cause I saddle up my horse, and I ride into the city

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Is it Friday yet?

If not, why the hell did it snow last night?

Why did it snow, when Crystal proclaimed that it was now spring?

One of our customers put it perfectly. We wouldn’t have this problem, if Mother Nature was a man. Women just can’t seem to make up their minds.

Heh.

It was a better day at work today. A little busier, but we’re not doing 4 side jobs at the same time. But since it snow, and is cold and windy today, all we had to endure was the normal conversations starters such as:

“Whoo boy it’s windy out there.”

Or

“Who ordered the snow?”

Blah blah blah.

I woke up this morning thinking that it was Friyay today. Sadly, it’s not. And that’s stupid.

I really want to nap. I didn’t sleep all that great last night, and I woke up around 3ish, but managed to fall back asleep again. But that alarm sure hit hard when it went off.

I have no idea what to have for dinner tonight. Probably some left over pizza. Yeah, that sounds like a plan.

<insert any song lyrics here>

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I’m just bitching in this post. Nothing to see here. Move along.

I’m tired. I don’t think I’m sleeping well at all. It’s also cold out there with high winds. So all the old people have to come in and have a pithy comment about how it’s not spring and that it’s actually still winter. They deliver these comments like they thought them up all by themselves, and not something we’ve heard 6 times before they came in would be great.

Life would be a lot better if my coworkers would come in just a couple of minutes early on grocery day. That way I’m not having a train run on me with people outside wanting all my attention. Then I don’t have to come in and ring the people out. When I finally get back to what I was doing. The coworker that rolled in late is already working on it. Oh, and if the coworker that actually came in on time would listen for the bell, instead of breaking down the cardboard boxes, life would be a lot better. It would also be better if the whole town wouldn’t roll in all at the same time and be freakin needy. And the asshole that said the hose would be long enough because he too lazy to actually pull up on the right side, I’d be a happy camper.

I’m tired. I’m really sore for some reason too. I just wish that I could sleep ALL THE WAY THROUGH THE NIGHT. Why is that so much to ask for. I’m tired of waking up any where from an hour to 10 minutes before the alarm goes off.