Kick it, kick it, yeah, that’s the ticket ain’t no bloodin’, ain’t no crippin’ Shawshank, June 27, 2025 Good morning, it’s ya boy Shawshank. It’s kinda a gray day out there. I think it’s supposed to possibly rain and maybe thunder storm for a bit today. I don’t know, but it kinda looks like it out there. And it’s already rained. The lanai is a little damp out there. We didn’t do too much of anything yesterday. I got up, dressed and made it to Shady Acres. I grabbed the weed eater, and made quick work of the front yard. By the time I was finished, about 45 into the lawn maintenance, I was very sore. I haven’t used a weed eater in years, and I could feel the muscles tightening. So I went back to The Flat, and showered, and took an Advil. Yep, that’s me. I’m still not unlocking decks, which is my plan. But the green stakes are just simply kicking my ass. I’m having so much trouble actually making a good run. I think the farthest I’ve made is round 17. I wanted to play Persona 5: The Phantom X, but I couldn’t hold my phone yesterday, so I’ll try again this afternoon when we get back from getting groceries. Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
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