So come on, feel the noise girl’s rock your boys Shawshank, April 22, 2023 Good morning everyone. It’s a bright and sunny day here in perpetual winter. Like I said, the sun is shining, and I think the wind has finally stopped. I can hear the start of melting. I slept like the dead last night. I got up around 1:30, to go to the bathroom, then I was out again until around 5, but then I lightly slept until the alarm went off. We’re in between seasons here so I’m all stuffed up and having to breathe through my mouth. I’m a mouth breather. Chaucer is happily on my lap. He was waiting for me, patiently as I did my morning stuff, and couldn’t even wait until both legs were on the pirate chest. For the first time in about a month, I’ll be working Saturday morning. I’ll put in a couple of hours. What’s a couple more hours. Thanks to the snow storm, and BossLady leaving for her buying show, I’ve worked the entire week alone. I have today, and Tuesday alone, then NewNewGirl should be there Wednesday. Then after work, we’ll be driving over to SlightlyBiggerTown, we don’t need to get too much I don’t think. I do know we have to pop over to the weed store, and maybe get something for lunch/dinner. Not too bad. I don’t get paid until next Friday, so I’m pretty lean right now. We have it down to an art though. Every other week, I pay, and every other week Crystal pays. It’s unspoken, but seems to work out pretty well. Hopefully a new movie a good movie has been released, and we can watch a movie tonight. Then we’ll do other stuff, and fall asleep in each others arms. At least until I fall asleep, then Crystal can move away, because I’m an oven. But before all that – coffee! It’s the weekend! Get hype?! Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
Life You’re so fine and you’re mine January 23, 2023 Greetings, bitches. The alarm went off this morning, and I turned it off. Are you proud of me? Ha! I slept for another 20ish minutes before finally getting up out of bed. The cats even let us sleep in a little. We’ll, let me sleep in a little. I’m sure… Read More
Life Mr Billy Flynn and the press conference rag notice how his mouth never moves almost August 22, 2024 It’s almost the weekend. Thank the gods for that. It’s a big change from days to nights, I pretty much forgot about that. But I survived the night, and tonight and tomorrow, I’ll be the one in charge. Yay. The air pressure has changed again, Crystal is coughing like a… Read More
Life Ain’t the last time I’ll show up drunk enough to throw a punch March 3, 2026 Its been a morning so far here. Podrick and I aren’t talking this morning. He knows just how to push my buttons. Every time. The coffee has been brewed, and is currently being consumed. I don’t even know what to write this morning. I’m tired, and I’m struggling to come… Read More