Knocking me out with those American thighs Shawshank, June 7, 2024 Good morning, my friends. It’s finally Friyay. It’s been a heck of a long week. So we’re just about to the end. And guess what? As of right now, it’s not windy out! It’s been just about a whole week of pure wind. Anyways… Yeppers, it’s Friyay. And I can’t wait until I can walk out of work this afternoon. Like I said, for some reason, it’s felt like two weeks in one. The days at work, have been going by slowly. Especially yesterday. The day just dragged and dragged. Tomorrow, we’ll be popping over to the other SlightlyBiggerTown just for something to do. Crystal can go to the second hand store, I’ll be heading to the cell phone place. But then we’ll pop over to the general store, and possibly grab some lunch before coming home to prep for the year sale next Saturday. I was up a little early, because Chaucer wanted to sing the song of his people. Then I had to pee. Then my mind asked me if I reset my alarm clock. I told myself it didn’t matter if the alarm went off at 6 or 7. I’d still make it to work. 7 would just mean that I have to move a little faster in the morning. I fell back asleep. I had reset the alarm. I hope y’all have a great Friday, and that your work day goes quickly. Come on weekend! Life blogbloggercoffeeFriyayjournalmorningsTinyTown
Life Feel the magic, there’s something that drives me wild February 26, 2024 Remember that meme that I posted a couple of days ago about second winter? It arrived last night. It snowed an inch or two last night, and it’s been slowly getting colder and colder. Tomorrow, the high will be 2°. Yay. Winter is coming. We went to bed at 10 last night, because I had… Read More
Life You think you’re such a big shot with that big ten-gallon hat overcompensating, you know what they say about that April 20, 2026 Good morning my friends. It’s a new week, and Podrick was mostly good. We (me, probably just me) managed to sleep, and then doze until 6:50, but the cult of Podrick is just too strong. When he thinks it’s time to get up, he’ll pick at you. And pick pick, until you acknowledge him ☝🏽… Read More
Life Midnight, and I’m a-waitin’ on the twelve-oh-five January 8, 2025 The Beautiful One let me sleep in. I was able to ignore Chaucer in full asshole mode this morning. Repeatedly. For a cat that never makes a sound sure loves to scream just as we go to sleep, and again when he thinks we should get up. Good times. Work was a little crazier than… Read More