Somebody had to set a bad example teach all the prim and propers what not to do

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Good morning my friends. I hope y’all are staying classy, because all y’all are classy bitches. We’re up, and out of bed a little early this fine Friyay morning: Podrick.

‘Nuff said.

Plus, in addition to Podrick, it was wicked warm in the bed, and I’m still all stuffed up. So there’s that. So we got up, the coffee is brewed, and the news is on. And this morning, I’m really enjoying the comma. But, you ask, what about the Oxford Comma?

But it’s time to drag myself out and start the wake up process. I don’t have a lot to say this morning, because I still have 3 shifts before my days off. Sadly, I won’t be able to watch Elimination Chamber tomorrow live. I’ll have to watch it Sunday night.

I need more coffee. It’s Friyay. It’s cold. It’s dark. Let’s fucking party!

We’re right on the brink burned out like the prom queen

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I passed out very quickly last night. I was le tired. I got the sleep daddy video that I wanted, got the volume right, adjusted my mask, and closed my eyes. I startled awake probably 3 minutes later, so I reset the video, and started all over again.

Second time was the charm.

I sunk into the bed. Deep into the bed.

I think I got up sometime in the night, to go to the bathroom. I don’t remember if Podrick joined me or not. He could’ve already been sleeping. I didn’t stop too long to look. Climbed back into bed, and was out again.

Back to work this afternoon. Yesterday was an opening shift. I don’t really like those anymore. I’m too used to the closing shift. It’s too stressful to tell my myself over and over that my alarm is set, and I will hear it. Even though I have music playing.

Honestly, I’m more used to waking up on my own/having Podrick wake me up. That’s what I’m used to. And Podrick is slowly getting better. I messed up the entire plan by rolling out of bed at 4:18 yesterday morning.

I’ve been thinking about setting my house on fire

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Oh lawd, 4:30 came early this morning. You know what came earlier? 4:18. That’s when I rolled out of bed this morning. I had to be at work for 5:30. I got up, and noticed the cats weren’t around anywhere. I looked in the bathroom, and they were snuggled on the top shelf asleep. so I started my day, the only way I know how.

I went to the bathroom, then turned on the coffee pot, and quickly got dressed, as it was freaking cold in the apartment. I was pretty close to shivering when I finally got all my layers on. Spoiler alert; I really didn’t need all the layers today. The manager that usually comes in at the Sam time was running late, so I opened the store. I probably would’ve done it anyways, I don’t mind opening. I was working with a guy that doesn’t work the POS system, so I was on register duty. While it was slow, I did some cleaning. Once groceries arrived then we got down to work.

Thankfully it wasn’t too busy in the store, so it only took an hour to finish up the groceries. By that time second shift was mere minutes out. So I went and filled the truck, and within like 10ish minutes I was on my commute back to The Flat.

I don’t plan on doing too much. I do have to get up again, every time I get up, I forget to take my happy pill. Update: finally took it.

Left over pizza for lunch. Appetizers for dinner.

Days over y’all.

So she’ll fall for the night while the neon light flashes

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It’s been a bit of a morning here. Day two of ignoring Podrick’s antics. I don’t know if I’m sleeping a little later, or if he’s not being such an asshole in the morning. Or what. But all I know is, when I wake up sometime in the morning, the most annoying thing, and it’s not Podrick, is sleep daddy. I can’t really stand him in the morning. He’s telling me to relax, but my shoulders are either totally relaxed already, or I’m so tense that there’s no way that I’ll actually relax.

He’s way too mellow to try and fall asleep to him again. He’s just so mellow, that I want to punch him in his mellow stomach. I have to find a morning sleep daddy to listen to. I think, perhaps, I’m sleeping in a little more. I don’t know how much more actual sleep I’m getting.

Another day off before 4 days in a row. The alarm is already set for really fucking early tomorrow: 4:30 am. The rest of my shifts this week are closing, then an all day shift. I mean I’ll make it through for sure. It’s just a little daunting. Especially, tomorrow. It’s been like a year since I’ve had an opening shift.

Yesterday was a bit of a chore. I take two happy pills a day. Right now I take one in the morning, and the next right before I go to work. Yesterday I realized while I was at work that I didn’t take the second pill. I always remember too early to take it. so yesterday I couldn’t remember if I took it, then I tried to convince myself that I did, but deep down I know I didn’t. So cue a slight 2ish hour panic attack, during the rush time. And it was a rush for sure.

That’ll stop today. We have to head into SlightlyBiggerTown for some supplies that we couldn’t get at Walmart, so the first stop will be to the pharmacy to pick up the new strength happy pills. Then I don’t have to worry about taking a second pill. So we’ll grab some weed, and some regular vapes, and Subway for dinner.

But before all that shit, coffee.

It’s Tuesday, my dudes.

I ain’t good at fake lashes every time I wear high heels I fall

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Good morning my friends. Podrick wasn’t too bad, we’re starting to gray-rock him. He makes a sound or does something – do nothing. I guess maybe it was kind of worked. I mostly dozed, but it was a little anxiety inducing. Yeah, it’s different. It’ll be something to get used to doing until we’ve retrained his brain to not be an asshole in the morning.

He’ll either do one of two things: escalate to get attention first thing, or he’ll stop. And the funny thing is, it’ll be random which he chooses for an about a week or two. Maybe one day, he’ll just snuggle us in the morning.

Yesterday was a busy one, considering it was Sunday, and from what they tell me, it’s the Lords day. Well on this Lords day, I did laundry, went up to Shady Acres to clean the stove. I made it there at the perfect time – everyone was down for a nap. So I went right down stairs and cleaned the stove, and relit it, then snuck into the upstairs bathroom, and grabbed the vacuum.

Headed back to The Flat. I vacuumed the living room, and then the big move. We hauled most of the shit out of the bed room, and took the mattress off the frame. We completely changed out the bedroom looks. I think it’s a little better, as long as Crystal doesn’t get too cold right up agains an external wall. We vacuumed and made everything look good.

Now, I have a huge ass pile of clothes to wash tomorrow. Fuck, tomorrow’s is gonna be fucking busy too. Great. Well, we’ll get through it. We have to head to SlightlyBiggerTown for some supplies that we couldn’t get in BiggerTown on Saturday. Then we’ll be back in TinyTown with my happy pills, and some weed carts, and of course some Subway. Then I’ll start to tackle the mountain of laundry.

But before tomorrow I work a day, then on for 4 soil crushing days. But we’ll get through it like we always do. I have my baby, two cats, one of which is orange, my happy pills, and weed. Let’s fucking go!

But first, more coffee.