But with all of my tattoos and these songs I like to sing about booze

Here I am. Finally home from a mostly busy day at work. See, there’s a hockey tournament in town, so we’re always busy. I am happy though, that I don’t have to close tonight. I’m sure it’ll be busier tonight.

But Podrick woke me up 15 minutes before my alarm went off. I had trouble getting to sleep last night because Podrick and Pippin were fighting. I tried to ignore them but had to yell at them once, because I could hear them over the fan, and over sleep daddy.

I think I crashed after that. My back has been a bitch for the past week. It was the worst last night. After not doing shit on Wednesday, and basically just sitting on the couch, yesterday when I stood for 8 hours at work exacerbated the pain. Last night I couldn’t sit on the couch, I stood most of the night.

Like I said a couple of days ago, I’ve been on a country music kick. Call it hyper-fixation, call it boredom, but on Thursday, I played country music at work. Not too loud but just loud enough so if you were at the counter, you could hear it. My 16 year old co-worker was not impressed.

Last night, he got to the speaker first, and proceeded to play pretty much the worst divorced dad rock from the late 90s to the early 2000s. We’re talking Limp Biscuit, and other angry bands. For 8 hours I listened to this. Some of the songs were pretty good – Weezer, Nirvana, etc. but good god, now I know what my parents felt like when I was listening to The Doors, and Pink Floyd (for example) but the majority of this kids musical tastes are terrible.

I kept that to myself.

Now I’m back home. No work tomorrow. Just chores, and heading over to Shady Acres to clean the stove, and have dinner. My dad starts his chemo treatments tomorrow – in CapitalCity. There’s also gonna be at least 5-6 inches of snow falling all day.

Great.

Welp, happy Saturday. Y’all gonna watch Triple AAA wrestling tonight?

I’m wasting away all of my days just getting high

Just about made it to 7am. I think I was up around 6-6:30? I think I woke Podrick up this morning. I think moved around too much, or when I got up sometime in the night to go tho the bathroom. I must have woken him sometime.

I was true to what I mentioned yesterday. I didn’t get dressed, and we didn’t really get off the couch all day. I started playing a video game early, cause trumpy was on the tv. so I tried. I played for a little bit, but I got frustrated pretty quick, so I put on the Canadian news.

look. look at my balls. i command you.

We hat hotdogs for lunch, and stayed doing what we were doing, but this time, Crystal started playing Saints Row 4: then saintening, and played for a couple hours. I’ve been on a bit of a country music kick lately, so I added to a playlist that I listen to for a max 3-4 minutes on each way of the commute to and from work. So I’ll take years to actually listen to the whole playlist. So I was doing that while Crystal gave those dastardly aliens what for, if you knows what I means.

Back to work this afternoon. Working today, and tomorrow morning. My alarm has already been turned on. Let’s get a refill of coffee. Happy Friday, happy weekend my friends!

Crystal on my neck bringing on the good vibes

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!

I hope she’s drinking tonight, she’ll need a ride and I’ll have a Chevy waiting right outside

I know, I know, it’s not Sunday, but traditionally Sunday are my chores days, and today is a chore day, so goddamn it, I’ll use the tag. You can’t stop me. see, I know you’re try, but I don’t care!

Yesterday actually wasn’t too bad, considering I was working with someone that’s never worked a Sunday, and I think has only worked maybe 6-7 (🤣) shifts before this. The day went relatively quickly, for the most part. And of course, 5:20, the town collectively went “”holy fuck my dudes, I have wasted my entire day, so since the store is only open for another 40 minutes, I need to get me some gas, because I don’t know proper time management, and I am a bad person. But I’ll crack stupid ass jokes that I think are funny to the tired clerks, in a n effort to make them laugh, so I feel better about my inadequacies. But I digress. Me and NewGirl handled it, and within about 30 minutes, we had tamed the beast.

The next 10 minutes flew by. We counted everything. Double counted a couple of things, and then the lights were turned off, and we were on our way. I was going home, I have no idea where NewGirl went with her mom, I’m assuming home.

And that was the Sunday. Today is chore day, and brunch day, which will be happening a little later on. I’ll start chores first.

We didn’t do too much after I got home. I threw a pizza, and garlic bread into the hot box for dinner. We sat down and shoved both in our mouth. For 30 minutes it sounded like two apex predators were feasting on a gazelle that they took down. Cheese and sauce were flying. Afterwards, Crystal couldn’t find her vape, so I let her use mine. I jokingly suggested that Crystal preheat the vape. Then she sucked for a full 10 seconds, and didn’t choke to death. Fuck yeah!

Let’s get this day started.

I always know there’s treasure buried somewhere in the junk

Good morning my friends! I hope you’re well on this (I think) very cold morning. Perhaps it’s -40 out there. I don’t know. I will consider it sunny, 75°, with just a slight breeze, until it’s proven otherwise.

I didn’t have that bad of a sleep. Lately, I’ve been having trouble falling asleep. I can’t get the volume correct in the first (or sometimes second) try. Then, like last night, I fall asleep when he pauses talking, and as soon as he starts back up again, that’s when I wake up. Even on some of the tried and true Sleep Daddy’s. His voice is relaxing, but after some silence m, or at least just done really soft music, his voice is a little jarring.

Back to work this morning. The all day shift. It’s not bad m, is what I keep telling myself. I don’t mind Sundays. “You open at 10, then you look at the clock and it’s noon. Then you look again, and it’s 3, and that means you start your closing checklists.

Sometimes it works like that, some times you look at the clock after opening at 10, and you work 3 or 4 hours, and then you look at the clock, and it’s 10:15. That’s just how it works out in the grand scheme of things.

So let’s get some more coffee, and a shower coming up soon. Then I’ll almost be ready to greet the day. Fuck yeah, everyone! It’s the lords day!