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Bring in the dog and put out the cat

Shawshank, October 22, 2025

So in the last two three eleventy I have no idea how many days. My sleep fogged mind can’t figure basic stuff out this morning. But Crystal started 1883, and I was there to finish it with her. Then we watched season 1 of 1923. Yesterday we finished the second season. Wow. What a finish.…

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Someone pour me up a double shot of whiskey

Shawshank, October 21, 2025

Good morning everyone. Podrick let us sleep in until 7:30, before he started banging around, so I go up out of bed before he really started to get rowdy. We spent a minute giving lots of pets and snuggles. Then the morning got started. Coffee turned on. Kitty bowls, full. The day has been started.…

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It’s a thief in the night to come and grab you

Shawshank, October 20, 2025

It’s been a day already. I’m 100% sure Podrick is truly testing me on if I need actual sleep headphones to block him out as much as possible. He was going at it last night, and again this morning. I picked up Pippin’s bed twice, the same with the toilet paper. Other than a cough,…

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Get the party goin’ on the dance floor

Shawshank, October 19, 2025

I’ve been up on and off since around 6. Podrick is being Podrick, and he’s apparently feeling a lot better. I’m gonna have to take everything off the night stand. Because like a honey badger, he doesn’t fucking care about anything or anyone. He really doesn’t like apple pie. He’s simply being an asshole this…

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I’m the question, and you’re of course the answer

Shawshank, October 18, 2025

Good afternoon, my little bitches. I’ve been up, on and off since probably, around 4, but rolling out of bed at 4:51. I woke up at 4am freaking out that I missed my alarm. I didn’t. I fell back into a light sleep until 4:51, when I said fuck it. Close enough. Coffee. Feed the…

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Two trailer-park girls go ’round the outside, ’round the outside, ’round the outside

Shawshank, October 17, 2025

Good morning. I was rudely awoken, thanks to Podrick. He knocked over our box with all our bathroom stuff in it. What an asshole. It doesn’t matter that it was almost time to get up. The little shit is starting to feel better, so it’s back to his fuckery. I’m not happy with the fuckery.…

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On This Day

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    • Yes, I did, yes, I did somebody please tell him who the eff I is
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