Now Daddy ran the whiskey in a big block Dodge, bought it at an auction at the Mason’s Lodge

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Ugh, it’s early. Wicked early. The alarm went off at 6 am. It’s too early for this. This day is going to be a shit show. It started yesterday morning. With the boss asking if everyone will be ready to leave at 7:30. I didn’t bother to reply for several hours, just out of spite. I gave some ideas whether or not we should meet at the store or out at the corner.

She left me on read for 5 hours. BossLady is a narcissist. I am starting to refuse to play her little games. This is how she exerts what power she thinks she has. I bet NewGirl a dollar if we have to wait for her.

I’m betting we will.

But I’m determined to be as positive as possible. I’ll be quiet in the morning, because I’m not a morning person, and of course BossLady will think I’m mad at her. She’s admitted to me that she needs to be liked by everyone.

But I’ll be just fine once I wake up, and then I’ll be my usual bubbly self. Ha! Me? Bubbly?

Ok, time to wake up, and greet this dark, cold day. Happy Tuesday!

Warhammer build day

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And, I’m spent.

I just spent the last 3 hours building the Adepta Sororitas Rhino. I only made one mistake – I put one side of the tank treads on backwards, but I think it still looks amazing.

I’m pretty proud of it. It’s the “biggest” little model in the army that I’ve built thus far. Up to this point, I’ve only built the sisters.

Clowns to the left of me! Jokers to the right!

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Good morning. Happy Thanksgiving. Shady Acres celebrated yesterday, as my dad is working today. We had ham, and homemade scalloped potatoes and green been casserole. Yum!

I had a pretty good sleep last night, I got up once, and the wind woke me up once as well. But other than that, I was down for the count.

Now it’s my weekly bonus day. I don’t have anything planned. Maybe I’ll throw on a battle report, and build a armoured transport.

Fun!

But the coffee is just about ready, so I’m going to go and stand watching until I can pour it’s sweet nectar into my face hole.

Happy Monday!

Neunundneunzig Luftballons
Auf ihrem Weg zum Horizont

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Hello, good morning my friends. It’s funday Sunday. And you know what that means – chore day! Woohoo!

Man, this coffee has to brew faster, I’m excited by chore day. It’s also Thanksgiving. Well technically, tomorrow is Thanksgiving, but we do it on the Sunday here.

It’s a balmy 2c out there this morning. Fall is in the air for sure.

Winter is coming.

And what better way to say “I love you.” than with the gift of a spatula?

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Good morning, happy Saturday. Right before my alarm went off, Crystal was trying to get my to get something for her. She kept tell me, it’s right there, upper right hand corner. Don’t you see it? Then my alarm went off.

I wonder what my subconscious wanted me to reach for her?

The coffee is brewing, and I can almost taste the weekend. It’s the Thanksgiving long weekend here, so I don’t know if anyone or everyone will come in. Either way, I have a couple of things do do.

And I want to build some Warhammer on Sunday.

And Monday.

But the coffee is ready, time to greet the day!

Oh before I forget, if you have The premier episode of Ghosts on you DVR, just erase it. I watched the first 15 minutes, and it felt like an hour. Save your time!