This song is called Alice’s Restaurant, and it’s about Alice, and the restaurant, but Alice’s Restaurant is not the name of the restaurant, that’s just the name of the song, and that’s why I called the song Alice’s Restaurant. Shawshank, November 28, 2024 Yep, I’m a sick boy. I know this, after my trip to the bathroom last night in the middle of the night. I was shivering like a leaf when I climbed back into bed. I know when I was in bed I was sweating bad. I’m sure I’ll be texting my mom by the end of the day saying that we won’t be over on Sunday, because of my sickness. I got it from a coworker. He’s the outbreak monkey. Damn, this is a fine cup of coffee today. Great, now I’m too warm. I was too chilly 5 minutes ago. I didn’t do really anything yesterday. I just played Persona 5 Royal all day. I stopped for lunch. When I finished the section, I passed the controller over to The Beautiful One, and let her play as well. I won’t get to play today, and that’s ok. I can play Sunday afternoon. It’s all good! Also, happy Thanksgiving my American friends? Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
Life I’m gonna tell you bout a beat, that’s gonna make you move your feet July 12, 2025 Good afternoon, bitches. Finally home. I was up at the ass-crack of dawn, so I could be at work at o’dark thirty to open up the shop. My coworker was late, because he thought we opened at 10am. Technically, he was only 5 minutes late. I got the store open… Read More
Life This club will hopefully be closed in three weeks that would be cool with me June 20, 2025 Well, hello there. I’ve been awake since 4:06 am. Yep. 25 minutes before my alarm went off. I rolled out of bed, because I knew if I fell asleep, the alarm would scare the shit out of me. So I got up, turned on the coffee, and did my ass… Read More
Life And we’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet, for auld lang syne January 1, 2026 Happy 2026! I hope ya a great year to you and yours, from me and mine. We didn’t make it to midnight. In fact, we were probably unconscious long before midnight. We tried, but Crystal, like Icarus, flew too close to the sun, and was ready for bed. To tell… Read More