I’m feeling better. Back and ribs are not as angry. That sucked.
My ass spent 10 minuets getting off the couch the other night,
Hopefully Richard fixed it when he was here. He changed how things were vented; I’m right above the boiler and the water heater.
Slept most of the day. Tired as hell. Which makes sense,
I guess it was my weekend, back at shit mountain tomorrow.
I would love to hear how my Jillian is. Or my Jill if that’s the case. That’s kind of ok also. I’ll take what I can get.
One of my neighbors who I rarely talk to, just run into her and her dog. That dog is adorable, little fluffy well-kept fucker. Gave me a medical joint. Might have some before bed, what is it with people giving me weed? Can’t complain.
Get in touch when you can. LTSO,,, Almost did it. I’m trying to behave. I’m not always good at behaving.
Still not sure how to navigate this yet. You are the one, I want you in my life any way I can have you.
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