He said “The clock on the wall say three o’clock last call for alcohol, so what you need?” Shawshank, July 11, 2025 So it was a combination of things this morning that caused me to be up at the ass-crack of dawn. I couldn’t breathe, my nose was leaking, Podrick, I was very warm, Podrick, I lost my mask, I couldn’t get comfortable and breathe at the same time. You know, the usual stuff. Oh, and Podrick. Yeah for the most part, Podrick is a morning cat. I don’t know what caused him to be up so early. It was probably me getting up and flailing looking for my mask, then getting up and going to the bathroom probably did it. Hopefully Pippin starts to beat the shit out of Podrick more and more, because him running this house isn’t natural. So yeah, happy day off! Let’s get up as early as fucking possible, so tomorrow, I can once again get up at the ass-crack of dawn to go to work. It’s gonna be fucking awesome! Woohoo! But we have coffee, and in like 4ish hours, we’ll head out to SlightlyBiggerTown for some supplies. and to get away from the orange menace for just a little while. I made the shopping list last night at work, and while The Beautiful One puts on makeup, I’ll pop up to work to get what I can with my discount. I think we have Podrick engaged with something now – soda cap. He loves those. Happy friyay all! Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTownup early
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