On a highway with no name we’re all high on Mary Jane

I’m up. Podrick wanted someone up. He’s been trying to get someone ip for a while now. The sound that got me up was something sounding like a plate or a bowl being knocked over, and then him messing with stuff on the dresser.

Yesterday my site here was being wonky. It wasn’t letting me upload any images. I tried again today, and it worked. Yay. Little victories. So I uploaded a new rodeo picture, and it’s so very similar to one I uploaded like 2 days ago. I like what I like perhaps.

We got some bad news about my dad yesterday. So of course the news manages to hit me, processing wise at work. Some tears, then “alright, that’s enough, you got shit to do. Let’s fucking go.” And then, it was time to go home, where we watched wrestling, and had ice cream and weed.

Definitely not enough weed.

It took me a while to fall asleep. I mean, it was a pretty ok sleep. It was really nice temperature-wise and I could snuggle Crystal. But it took me a while to fall asleep. I had to reset the sleep daddy a couple of times, then I switched to a different sleep daddy, and that’s when I managed to fall asleep.

Two days off, turn it’s 4 days of opening shifts. I’m not that excited, but I’ll get through it. It’ll just be weird getting up wicked early for the first time in probably a year or so – opening shift on Friyay morning.

I need coffee. Crystal, the Beautiful One, is curled up in bed. I’m jealous, but in the mornings, Podrick can’t be trusted to be quiet, and not be a bull in a china shop. Happy Wednesday y’all.