It’s your chance to wake up and plan another brand new day Shawshank, March 8, 2021 Well, it’s Monday again. The start of a new week. The packet is still in transit. Will it get there today? I sure fucking hope so. I just want this over. More importantly, I want this to be over for Crystal, so she feels that she can leave. She wants to leave. I want her to leave. Yesterday went pretty well, we were on our way to BiggerTown by 9:45, and decided to go right to lunch when we got there at 11:30. Then we went to Walmart, where I couldn’t find a coffee scoop for the life of me. I got a few more things for The Flat, one of which was a French press. I’ve always wanted one, and it was a good price. But guess what? Inside there was a scoop! Today, not much is planned. I have to clean the stove – I couldn’t yesterday. Yesterday, mom asked what I wanted to do, other than watching Sherlock. Haha Ok the coffee is brewed. Time to greet the day. Breathe. You got this. I love you. Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
Life In the city, the city of Compton we keep it rockin’, we keep it rockin’ August 26, 2025 Podrick was very vocal this morning as he let us (me) know it was time to rise, and time to feed the orange goblin. He was so happy when I lurched out of bed, and took off my sleep mask. It was time to get up. Crystal, I’m sure, has… Read More
Life The thing about a small town, word’s gonna get around April 29, 2026 It’s now the middle of the week. Podrick was being Podrick this morning. But, 6:30 is a lot better than 4:30-5, so I’ll take it. He only got me out of bed (and I think deep down, he knows it’ll get me out of bed), because he was playing on… Read More
Life All my bags are packed, I’m ready to go April 1, 2021April 1, 2021 Note: I’m writing this on Wednesday, for posting on Thursday. So I’m going about my business, watching Orange is the New Black, and I go into the bathroom, and those lyrics pop into my head. And I stop dead in my tracks, and burst into tears. So I figure that… Read More