Back to work today.

The weekend always moves at a speed faster than the rest of the week. I don’t have the weekend off this week. I’ll be working all weekend

But it’s the resurrection of our lord and saviour.

It doesn’t matter about Jesus. If he was here, he’d want us open so he could buy a Slush Puppie. Don’t ask me why they’re called that? It’s totally weird, and it makes me uncomfortable to look at the poster.

We didn’t do shit this weekend. The only thing that really got done was the laundry. We have clean clothes for the week. So we’ll figure out the week. I have to call a couple of places to make sure that they’re open on Friday, because if they are we’ll head out on Friday to do the shopping.