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Shawshank, June 20, 2026

Back to work this afternoon.

I got a text from one of my co-workers yesterday around 5:40/6pm last night, just as Crystal, myself, and my parents were walking into a restaurant, asking if I wanted to switch shifts for Saturday (today). You see, I much prefer opening shifts on Saturdays, as opposed to closing. To me it’s nicer. The shift is an hour shorter, and the town doesn’t really begin to wake up until about an 3 hours into your shift. But at the time I got the text, I was already mentally prepared to close.

So I declined the offer, and we walked into the only sit-down restaurant in SlightlyBiggerTown. Presented with a menu (I mentioned, I’m used to looking up at a menu on the wall. It was the first time in a long time that Crystal and I were in an actual, real restaurant. I told Crystal after we got home, that I defaulted, and chose a bacon cheeseburger, because there were too many choices, and I felt overwhelmed. So I chose an old stand by. Ya can’t really fuck up a bacon cheeseburger.

From there, we said goodbye to my parents, and drove back to TinyTown. We fed the kitties, and settled down to watch SmackDown! It wasn’t a bad episode, just a typical SmackDown! episode. But in this episode, Cody Rhodes actually wrestled! Holy shit, amirite?

I didn’t sleep too bad. It was warm, and I was having trouble breathing because, of course, I’m always stuffed up in the mornings, so it was difficult to find a comfortable position to try and sleep. I think I managed to doze. I did hear the automagical cat dish poop out some kibble at 5:30.

Ok, who would like some coffee. Happy Saturday everyone! It’s sunny out (for now), and the birbs are singing outside. Hopefully, the sun stays with us for the day.

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