If you wanna see heaven, brother, here’s you chance Shawshank, November 26, 2025 Up a little early Tim his morning. Podrick was quietly being Podrick. I think I could’ve ignored him, and went back to sleep, but I couldn’t breathe through my nose this morning, and the bed was warm. I ignored him as long as I could, then just got up. Podrick was very happy to see me, and weaved in and out of my feet. It’s really nice if you don’t have to walk anywhere, but he’s really good at weaving while you’re walking! He leaned against me, (and he’s wicked heavy when he does) while I was making his breakfast. The snow stayed. Because, of course. It’s too cold for it to melt now. We’re stuck with it now until, probably, April now. Yay snow! Work wasn’t too bad. We had three people on last night, but we managed to deal with two trucks. They were both put away smoothly, and quickly. It was a pretty easy night. I have to finish watching the last, probably 10-15 minutes of NXT from last night. Working Monday through Friday, I don’t get to see RAW, NXT, or Smackdown live, so I watch it when I get home. Most of the time, I finish it the next morning. that’s what I have to do today. Sadly I didn’t get to see Brock Lesnar fall live. But it’s glorious. Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
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Life Heart breaker, soul shaker I’ve been told about you December 28, 2023 Welp, here we are again. Up at the ass crack of dawn. I’ve actually been up for about 15 minutes before the alarm. That’s the story. When it’s my day off, I’ll sleep right up to the alarm. Work days, up before the alarm. I can’t explain it, and I’m… Read More
Life You know you wouldn’t want it any other way March 3, 2023 Well, it’s not Friyay, unless you hear the sounds of a cat race in the bathroom. And when I say rave, I mean the big guy, Chaucer, throwing up. Happy Friyay! It’s almost the weekend! It looks as if the weather is starting to change again, at least for this… Read More