It’s going down, I’m yelling timber Shawshank, October 15, 2021 Hey all you party people! Happy Friyay! Aside from getting up once in the night, I pretty much slept like I rock I think. It’s a crisp -1c here this morning according to my chromecast, but it’s supposed to get into double digits by this afternoon. All that means is I get to listen to NewGirl all morning complaining that she’s cold. She complains that she’s cold, because all she does is sit at her computer, and does nothing physical to warm up. But I digress. Coffee is brewing, and all that stands between me and the weekend is this little 8 hour shift. I got this! Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
Life Boy, you got my heartbeat runnin’ away February 8, 2022 Good morning. It’s Tuesday, and Tuesday means I’m off to work this morning. This post is coming to you from the bathroom where I’ve been for the last couple of minutes. I’m not sick. It’s just that my body says you must sit on the toilet this morning until I… Read More
Life I don’t need to fight to prove I’m right November 27, 2021 Good morning! I was having weird dreams that I think I was a drug dealer. Or something. There was Breanne of Tarth, in very weird armour, and just a mishmash of images. It was very strange. I think I was just about to get paid from the head drug dealer… Read More
Life Somebody had to set a bad example teach all the prim and propers what not to do February 27, 2026 Good morning my friends. I hope y’all are staying classy, because all y’all are classy bitches. We’re up, and out of bed a little early this fine Friyay morning: Podrick. ‘Nuff said. Plus, in addition to Podrick, it was wicked warm in the bed, and I’m still all stuffed up…. Read More