To hide or slide, I’ll do as I’ll decide and let it ride until I’ve died Shawshank, January 11, 2024 Here I am. I almost forgot to post, until my reminder on my phone went off. So I paused the game and started to post. It’s cold out there today. The last time I looked, it was -33°C out there with the wind. Thankfully my whole job isn’t standing outside. Only short bursts of being outside. Work is going very well. I get a long with all of my co-workers, and the district manager likes me. So that’s a good thing. I like being liked at work. The schedule had to change for tomorrow, due to a co-workers family member getting sick and having to go to the hospital. So instead of closing tomorrow, I’ll be opening to finish out the week. Not too bad. Which allows us to be able to have date night on the actual night. That’s a nice thing. It’s been such a schedule change since starting the new job. Any little bit of normalcy is a nice thing. OK, back to the game, later assholes! Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
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Life You think you’re such a big shot with that big ten-gallon hat overcompensating, you know what they say about that April 20, 2026 Good morning my friends. It’s a new week, and Podrick was mostly good. We (me, probably just me) managed to sleep, and then doze until 6:50, but the cult of Podrick is just too strong. When he thinks it’s time to get up, he’ll pick at you. And pick pick,… Read More