Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can’t you see? Sometimes your words just hypnotize me

Fuck I was up early – even before the alarm went off. My eyes opened at 4am. My sleep mask, gone, I rolled out of bed as quietly as possible. I got up and fed Pippin and Podrick, standing beside them as they ate. When Pippin was done, I gave Pod that last of her food as well. I took Pippin into the bedroom so she could snuggle Crystal. She wasn’t having that, so I let her out again.

I get to work and open up. I’m turning lights on, and see that the slurpee machine has overflowed the drip trays onto the floor. I start to clean the counter and the floor as my coworker actually did the store opening and paperwork.

Work wasn’t busy, or slow. I wouldn’t even call it steady, but we took care of the people that came in. And we cleaned. I cleaned for about 4 hours, before I couldn’t clean anymore. Then, I just looked busy. It started to get a little busier towards the end of the shift, but that’s when our replacements come in, and we got the heck out of there.

I stopped at the post office, and picked up the mail for my parents, and dropped it off, happy that they were napping. In and out.

Home now, watching today’s RAW from Birmingham, England. Poutine for dinner. Weed for desert. It’s a good day.