A little trauma from being arrested. I really am quite the catch, aren’t I?
Thank you for pulling me out of my rabbit hole. I’m at the apartment. All good.
I grabbed a lyft to get pack of smokes. The app screwed up, or I did for the location to Walgreens. She was on a mission to get me smokes. Wouldn’t take no for an answer.
We were driving around for about half an hour. She was not giving up. I was actually over it before her.
Everything closes around here early since covid. We failed at our mission, but we had a good conversation.
1am, It’s time for bed
Oh, since it’s an emotional day, or week month year. I swear I’m going to get back to the dick jokes at some point.
I would never let you have to take all that on by yourself.
It’s all about communication in my mind. We do that really well. It’s like butter. Hell, even with what little we have now.
I will be a partner if you have me. That I promise.
December 4th. Hell or high water. I’m doing my best to behave and take care of things. Even myself.
I am going to try to get your input on things before I do them, not after. I think it’s past time.
I think I am interpreting this right. Let me know. Ditto…
LUN. That one I think you will get. I miss you.
Going to bed. Talk soon.
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