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And no one’s gonna call the cops on the sheriff’s only son

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We actually slept in. I don’t know if Podrick was just being nice, or because I was up and out looking for not one but two sleep masks, with my flashlight out and everything. You see, someone took both my sleep masks off me. Usually when someone does that, they put them where I can blindly pat my hands to find them. Not this morning.

Not even close.

So I get up , and actually look at the time. It’s 3:03am. My first thought is, great! I can still get back to sleep again. Lemme just pee, then I’ll find my mask, and get back to sleep. Podrick didn’t visit while I was on the toilet. I head back into the room and do a quick pat down, in the dark, and of course with my eyes shut. Nothing. Damn it.

I say to myself, fuck it, we’ll do it live. That lasted about 3 minutes, and I get up, and fish my phone out of its pillow prison. I climb out of bed, and start sweeping the bed. I lift up my pillows, and flip the blankets up carefully. Nothing. I go in between the blankets. I sigh, and turn the flash light on, and go over everything again.

Nothing. Damn it.

On a whim, I shine my light down to the floor at the end of the bed. Pay dirt! There they are. The headphones are still playing Sleep Daddy. I pick them up, pull them back on, and reset the Sleep Daddy, and get comfortable back in the bed.

zzzzzzzz

Then the bed started getting really warm. So I move my upper part of my body up a level of blankets to cool off. Well, the cooler are outside of the bed nest, was a hell if a lot colder than under the blankets. It took a while to figure out the best combination of ultimate comfort: one leg, exposed to the knee to the elements. One arm, up a level, just under the top blanket. Head and face, partially covered, but a little more than partially covered, if you can understand that.

So, short story long, we’re up and we have coffee beside us. It’s Sunday, and chores will be starting up in a little while, after I pour some more coffee down my throat. Wow 6 paragraphs on my sleep struggles, that’s totally must see TV. Isn’t it? Wow.

tl; dr: spin, sleep, masks stolen, pee, masks recovered, coffee, too hot, too cold, just right, leg out, arm partially covered.

Happy Sunday, everyone.

Crystal on my neck bringing on the good vibes

Posted on by Shawshank

Good morning you crazy kids. I’ve been up on and off for hours. I mostly slept, but it was a light sleep. I could hear Podrick moving around, yet trying to be quiet. I was mostly awake, because my mind couldn’t identify what the sounds that Podrick was making.

So we’re up, and the coffee has been brewed, and being consumed. Podrick is meeting his first squirrel this morning. One was on the railing right in front of the big window in the living room. He sits perfectly still be his tail is whipping around. It’s like he can’t control it.

With the squirrel gone, young master Podrick retires to the dining room again for round two of breakfast. Now, the young hunter is trying to bury it. The young hunter stalks his prey, and mostly just stalks around The Flat.

Gotta head into SlightlyBiggerTown for some supplies. We’ll be stopping at the pharmacy, the dispo, the grocery store, Subway, KFC for Crystal to get her grease on. Then we’ll poof home and be lumps on the couch for the rest of the day. I think week two of Rey de Reyas is this evening.

So let’s get that second cup of coffee, and start the day, bitches!

Waitress asked me, “Is Pepsi fine?” I wanted a Coke but said “It’s more than alright”

Posted on by Shawshank

So I wake up and it’s dark. It’s dark because, it’s still dark out. My face feels weird. Both masks are gone. Great, someone took the masks off my face in the night. I try to calmly pat around my side of the bed to find them. Eventually, almost in a quiet panic, I find them, and Sleep Daddy is still playing on the speakers.

I slept a little more. Mostly dozing, because it’s close to the actual time that Podrick should be up and around. He’s actually running late. But I’m mostly up now, because I’m so freaking stuffed up. Bring on winter! The 8 months of the year that I don’t need to take allergy pills.

But it’s almost the freakin weekend. Two days off in a row. I’m very excited for it. I’ll still be somewhat busy with chores, and all that fun stuff. It’s also grocery week, so we’ll be doing that as well. Sunday, I have to clean the pellet stove, and bring down the rest of the pellets. I think I have twelve bags to bring down. Yeah, I’ve been putting it off. past Shawshank writes cheques that Future Shawshank has to cash.

One more shift until the weekend. Let’s fuckin goooo!

Rolling every day, first stop when I get paid keeps the bad juju away

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Good morning my friends. I dozed on and off since probably around 6. Podrick was annoying Crystal this morning, as usual. I could hear him lumbering around, leaping from the bed on to the dressers.

Yeah, the weather is being crazy. Everyone is all excited for the beautiful spring weather that’s coming. Everyone I’ve talked to? Is wary about this nice weather, and is expecting at least 1 more snow fall. I agree. but for today, it’s froggy out there, and we’re expecting it to be pretty nice out there for work today.

Work wasn’t too bad last night. Not just, but totes steady, which is nice. We like to be busy, but not that busy. We managed to put away the Coke truck that came earlier in the day during a quiet period, and then we just did what we needed to do for the rest of the shift. A couple people came in for propane exchanges. By 7 we had 4 empty tanks. I went and filled 2, leaving 2 for the morning shift.

I’m willing to bet that the tanks will be sitting there for us on second shift to fill. Even though most of the time, there’s a minimum of 3-4 people on 1st shift. We’ll see how busy it is tonight, if they’re still there, I’ll probably fill them tonight.

But right now I need to refill my coffee cup, and take my happy pill. That’s right, it’s Thursday, it’s coffee day. Have a great day, everyone!

So, work till it kills you, but don’t actually die – liars, and tigers, and bears, oh my

Posted on by Shawshank

We’re all awake in The Flat this morning. Podrick is in the window, watching a chickadee. For the last couple of days, it’s been pretty warm outside. People don’t seem to remember that there’s a good chance, a very good chance that there is an assload of snow on its way. I hope that I’m wrong, but just about every year, I get excited for the nicer weather.

Tomorrow is supposed to be a lot nicer. Like 56° nicer. The parking lot at work, is just a mud pit. Hopefully by today, or tomorrow it’ll be a lot dryer out there. I didn’t even wear a jacket most of the evening last night. It was so nice. Just a little too windy out.

I was out pretty quickly last night. Sometime in the night, I got up to use the bathroom. Podrick didn’t wander in, so I think that he was actually asleep somewhere. I’m happy that he sleeps somewhere. He was up and being Podrick pretty much before 5. I feel bad for Crystal, she’s already awake, and has to deal with him while desperately try to doze. I managed to lightly sleep. At one point I felt Pod flop next to my butt, but sadly he got up and ran away.

But, Pippin has finished her breakfast, so I’ll let her out of the bedroom. I guess it’s official. It’s time to start to wake up. More coffee? Lemme top that off for ya.