I feel it in my fingers I feel it in my toes Shawshank, November 18, 2025 I’m awake. It’s dark out. I slept ok last night. With my neck being really sore and hard to move, it was hard to sleep, and even do something as simple as rolling over, woke me up each time. Every time. Then Podrick started his Podrick things, and I knew I didn’t have long to sleep. And, here we are now. Both awake. Podrick is trying his hardest to play with Pippin, but she just doesn’t want anything to do with him. But she does want to start some shit. So we headed to SlightlyBiggerTown yesterday morning for supplies and to just get the heck out of dodge for a while. It was a beautiful day to drive. Nice and sunny, and of course, not a lot of traffic. We hit up the grocery store, and went up and down the aisles. Then, over to the pharmacy for a couple of things. Then the dispo for a cart for The Beautiful One. I hit up the vape shop, then we went over to Subway. 10 minutes later, we were back on the road to TinyTown. Once home, we didn’t do shit for the afternoon, other than laundry. But how, I head back to work this afternoon for a shift. Then another day off. Then, I’ll be working until Saturday afternoon. Let’s goooo! Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
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