God morning, you magnificent bastards. It’s the most useless day of the week: Thursday. Some call it the red headed step-child of the week. It’s just the day before the day before the weekend.

Podrick is really getting on Crystal’s nerves this morning. He’s been testing her for a couple of hours now. First with (I think) trying to climb the screen in the bedroom, then he’s now been trying to get on the plant shelf in the living room.

He’ll settle down. But before that happens, he’s the devil’s child for sure. He knows exactly how to push our buttons for sure. Sleep Daddy’s rain video was really helping this morning. I wish that I could turn up the rain stuff to block out bedroom sounds, but if I turn it up, what happens if Sleep Daddy starts talking? Then I jump out of bed. So I keep the volume quiet.

Day off today. I’m not doing shit. I don’t even want to get dressed. So unless something happens, fuck getting dressed. I’m tired of having to get up and dressed, and go out and do something.

TODAY, THIS IS “I’M NOT A FUCKING ADULT ALL DAY.”

I need some more coffee.