Two trailer-park girls go ’round the outside, ’round the outside, ’round the outside

Good morning. I was rudely awoken, thanks to Podrick. He knocked over our box with all our bathroom stuff in it. What an asshole. It doesn’t matter that it was almost time to get up. The little shit is starting to feel better, so it’s back to his fuckery.

I’m not happy with the fuckery.

I am happy that he’s feeling better.

It’s gray and rainy out there this morning. But there’s not too much to do. We’ll be heading to SlightlyBiggerTown town for some supplies. With it being difficult to taste most things, and not really having a huge appetite, I don’t know if we’ll be having Subway.

We’ll play it by ear.

Coffee, first.