Tag: up early

If it don’t kill me, then I ain’t living

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Morning all. It’s been a. Very nice morning here so far. Podrick was a very good boy this morning. Only trying to wake us (me) up. It kinda worked, but I did my best to ignore him as he rummaged around, doing what he does.

I believe we had a pretty good sloth weekend. Since we didn’t go to Shady Acres on Sunday, I don’t believe that we even got dressed. Crystal did her needlepoint, and I played saints row 3. We came to the determination that while I love playing the game, after I wasn’t as killable – that only took maybe 1/2 – 45 minutes, the upcoming missions that need to be done to advance the game, they’re the missions that I hate to do, in fact I watched Crystal perform these missions with a lot of swearing.

So I turned on the cheat codes for the afternoon.

We watched a couple of episodes of Yellowstone. We’re on the last season, and only have two episodes of the series left. After the OG, that’ll open up Yellowstone: Marshalls – Kayce’s spinoff, and in a bout a week or so, Yellowstone: Beth and Rip.

Let’s go!

Working the closing shift today – Wednesday. I’ll have Thursday off, then I’m working the rest of the week until my next day off – Monday. It’s going to be a busy weekend, because it’s basically the start of summer with the Victoria Day long weekend.

My birthday is coming soon.

It should be a lot warmer by now.

It’s not.

But there’s no snow, and it’s lighter longer. And, I think most importantly – I’m not wearing layers any more 😀👈

All peace and love up until I ain’t

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It was nothing that Podrick did this morning. I promise. My eyes just opened, and then I was awake. I didn’t even really hear Pod moving around this morning. So I called the kitties. Pippin was on the bed quickly after that, but of course, just out of reach for morning skritchies. so we’re up, and the morning kibble has been put out for Podrick, who totally ignores it. Pippin is dining in the bedroom. She prefers her breakfast be taken privately, away from him, and the rest of the staff.

Work wasn’t too bad in the morning. I did all the opening steps, and I even opened a couple minutes early. It was a weird Saturday. It was slow and busy at the same time. So time really kinda shuffled forward, but then sometimes, it jumped a head. At 1:05, I get the text message:

“Are you morning shift?”

Great this is going to go two ways:

  • I’m calling out, because I’m sick
  • I’m going to be late

It was the second one. However, this gentleman walks slow, and at a good pace, it takes about a half hour to walk to the store from town. Thankfully, his co-worker for the evening walked in, so I texted the walker:

“Your co-worker just got here. I’m on my way to get you.”

A couple minutes later, I’m heading back to the house to pick up Crystal, to head to the greenhouse to find something for Mother’s Day, for my, um, mother. We found a red plant. It’s also green. Perhaps a calla Lilly, or it could be a jalapeño plant. I texted my mom to see if she was awake, and at the same time, my mom texted to see if I could pick up, wait for it … lard.

Grabbed the lard and headed over to Shady Acres. Mom let us in, and she was surprised that Crystal was there, and then we handed her the pepper plant (or calla Lilly), and wished her a happy Mother’s Day.

And now the rest of the day is ours. Same as today. Laundry day. Chores. Brunch.

Coffee.

Can I get a hallelujah, can I get an amen

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Yeah yeah, I know I’m like 12 hours late to be posting this. But in my defence, I had to be at work this morning. And, I actually slept all the way up to my alarm.

Tonight is Backlash!

So we’ll be cooking shortly. Which is good because we’re both hungry.

Happy saturyay! Everyone.

Short and to the point!

If I look a little drunk, it’s ’cause I drank some

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Podrick was an active boy this morning. Making just enough noise to cut through my sleep mask. The rain sleep daddy wasn’t enough to keep me asleep. I might have been able to fall back asleep if it was a little cooler in the bedroom, and if I could breathe through my nose.

The headphones that Crystal ordered for me came in yesterday about an hour or two before I needed to be at work, so I told my coworker that texted me, I’ll grab it when I come in for my shift. I got there, and chatted with coworkers, and once 1st shift left, I opened the package and plugged it in to charge.

They are very very comfortable. Aside of just getting used to a bit of a rub, at points I even forgot one was on my ear. Nice clear sound. And the best part, one lasted over 5 hours. The Temu earbuds that I bought last year for like $8. They only lasted about 2 hours. So the new ones are advertised to last 8 hours on a charge. Not bad for $30.

I can’t be the only one who likes extra fries over exercise

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Good morning my friends. It’s a bright and shiny day here, and Podrick was on his best behaviour this morning. he only started to get want to wake us up when I moved, or mumbled something. He’s currently lounging on the shelves in front of the window. Pippin is in the bedroom having breakfast. Then I’ll let her out and open the back door.

Like that picture? It’s my new avatar on WordPress. I can’t really use it anywhere else, because I don’t do social media or anything like that. An AI app made it after a bullshit prompt telling them to modify a picture I uploaded, and put it in the style of MS paint. And that’s what I got. The funny thing? I never uploaded at image. This is directly from the imagination of ChatGPT. You think that’s odd, you should see the image that Gemini made. That’s ever more trauma inducing.

That’s pretty fucked up isn’t it? I don’t know if Gemini is asking for help, or if it wants me to scream for it. I for one, welcome our new AI overlords. Thank Zuck, I’m friendly and polite (most of the time) to AI. You know please and thank you, etc.

For the first time in years, I woke up by having a weird/scary dream. In fact, the moment I woke up, it still felt real, yanno? But then I figured out where I was. And logic started to slowly bleed back into my mind. “Do you really think it would be this quiet, if there were two baby carriages in the kitchen?” And my mind said Podrick would been able to do the dark math, and launch him to new heights.

But it’s day one of a two day weekend. Let’s fucking goooo!