Well well, well. Good afternoon, bitches. It’s m, oh hod, it’s only Tuesday. But, at least it’s not Monday. I’m home from work, and from Shady Acres. I had to clean the pellet stove, and move yet another freakin table up from downstairs. HOW MANY TABLES DOES MY MOTHER OWN?…

Good morning. I was pulled out of a deep sleep by something banging. I couldn’t tell you if Sleep Daddy dropped something when he was recording. Or if it was Pippin and Podrick. I don’t know. Anyways, I’m up. It’s not too dark out there. It’s a day off. I…