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I Apologize For Nothing!
Hedonism Bot rulez! Just like yesterday, I sat around and did nothing but read today. More storms, more rain, no out door work. Perfect time for lazing about. I’ve got an interview at 2 PM t...
Memorial Day
In a weird twist of me not paying full attention at what I grabbed at the library I ended up reading a few military graphic novels. Terminal Lance The White Donkey by Maximilian Uriarte was v...
Stinky Peats! (Update)
Smokey was just sniffing my big toe. 🤣 Did nothing yesterday (extra, like yard work) and chilled. Today I did some of the same but after I finished my book I spent a good half hour digging up...
Just Add Hot Water
Started with this. https://photos.app.goo.gl/j8zo81LGmrNHBPkN7 Then this. https://photos.app.goo.gl/dUdhKobDbsoCzAAL8 Then I trimmed all the branches and chainsawed them down. https://photo...
Oh C'mon!
Started on the other tree around the backyard. https://photos.app.goo.gl/fxKDcRZxGVJbJWx9A Turns out a bunch of vines had sort of woven themselves in that giant mass so I ended up dragging t...
Boot Scootin' Boogie
My hands are feeling tons better but now the arthritic foot aches. Is it the oncoming storm or shuffling around Kroger in flipflops waiting on mom? Who knows. Lawd, I reread that that last ...
Sandpaper & Iodine
Anyone wanna come scratch my sunburn? I’m lotioning the area at least twice a day but damn it itches. I sat outside for three hours (in the shade) and read this afternoon. Reaping the reward...
Burnt White Boy
https://photos.app.goo.gl/CST1V1RytvzFRmcg9 That’s what I get for resting, unwittingly, in the direct sunlight in my fold up chair when I needed a breather from edging the front sidewalk. Un...
Test
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Centaurs Need Cars!
The second Harry Potter flick is on. Got up early today to go to Walmart and purchase some work gloves and an ankle brace. Spent an hour or so digging up the overgrowth on the sidewalk. That’s...
If You Wanna Have A Good Time
Just give me a call! Don’t stop me now! Mowed the lawn today. It’s been white haze overcast and super humid. When I got finished and locked the mower up I felt as if I had just showered. ...
"Outside" Of The Depression
Shame. That was brought up in my last entry. Why did I feel ashamed when I bolted from the brewery? In my effort to go out and meet people I went in completely blind to this social hangout. ...
You Must Walk Hard On Your Journey...
First. Nation by Terry Pratchett is now in my top five books of all time. The anger and rage the main character Mau felt at the koss, questioning the gods and the old ways. His growth. Time w...
Mudda's Day
To all the Mama’s out there!
Pottah! Part Deux!
Rowling did a great job of breaking down adults into morally gray, complex characters. Snape. Dumbledore. James. Sirius. Even Tom Riddle himself. All these larger than life people are al...
The Day Saturn Exploded (Update 400 Days!)
In my continuing saga of everything dying in my wake, the Saturn’s battery is dead. Uh…that’s my fault. Hasn’t been driven in a while. I know, I know! There were jumper cables in the trunk at ...
Would You Like To Pet My Lil Smokey?
Fuel to the dumpster fire that is life. Scrubbing out the cat boxes last night I saw the horrifying image of tape worms squirming around out of a log. Worms and maggots and squiggly things fre...
Homie's Got Mad Munchies!
If you read the entry I wrote a few hours ago I mentioned that I didn’t eat much during the day but had a good dinner. Well, I’ve not been able to sleep and my stomach bottomed out. Ended up...
Taking Tomorrow Off From Life
It’s supposed to rain the next three days so I mowed the grass. The arthritic pain in my hands and foot are on fire tonight. Laundry, check. Breakfast, dinner and all the dishes that encompa...
Very Hard Week
Finally had the End of Life talk with mom. I cried a lot, mostly because I don’t want to be alone. Thursday night I stepped on a thumb tack that went all the way to the hilt into my heel. Pul...
Erratically Erratic
Ill tempered, clumsier than usual, inability to finish a sentence without tripping over words then getting frustrated then storming off angry. I need a vacation.
Pottah!
4:41 AM Lily is stretched out in my lap dead asleep. Hell, I could probably pick her up and slow dance and all I’d probably get is a tired mrow. Life goes on. Not a whole lot on my end. Weat...
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Meow! Meow meow meow meow. Meow meow meow MEOW MEOW!
So The VP Of The USA Met The Pope...
I’m going full Kool Aid here. Vance killed the Pope! The hatred of Joe Biden goes so deep they’re taking down Catholicism.
4/20 Easter
Jesus and the Easter Bunny are off somewhere getting high. We’re going to my aunt’s later for dinner. Happy 4/20 Easter, y’all!
Book Description
I came on my own volition.
I am the man that got away.
Work -
Tonight I clocked in at 4:30 PM and it was suddenly Wednesday when I worked 6:45 AM to 6 PM with only an hour lunch break and on my feet the rest. I was trying to relieve Logan in the back who was frying chicken both for our loose case and boxed hot case so he could go to lunch. Instead I got mixed with a redneck who wanted a Philly steak and cheese. I made his sandwich to order only to be confronted with the elderly gentleman behind him. He, to this shit. o, wanted a Philly. I was annoyed. Angry. Granted chicken side cooking sucks At least you’re away from the customers. I can, “pretend”, like I’m cooking chicken in the back but dick around for ten minutes, which actually rarely happens. You learn to smile and accept this shit. Made him his sandwich, didn’t stop to ask the next customer if he needed help. Instead, went straight to the back and told Logan to take his lunch, I was taking over, box up what just came up out the fryer and we’re good.
It was just one of those days. People wonder why I get stoned before work.
I.
Am.
Robot.
Tell.
Me.
What.
Is.
Next.
I’m versatile.
Put me in any situation and I come victorious.
Even on the bad days.
So when I go the hardcore bitch mode of my assistant manager on Wednesday after my eleventh hour there. I got irate.
I know she does a job for two.
Her boss/my boss sucks ass.
But fuck....I’m part time.
If you want to bitch and yell about the shit that the full timers didn’t do…bitch to them.
DON’T MAKE ME DO THEIR FUCKING SHIT THE LAST HOUR I’M THERE!
I’ve been working for this slave camp for three and a half years.
I lost my insurance last year due to me being stupid and the store manager catching on. Which is actually a big blessing. I haven’t missed a day in a year.
But I’ve been there for every shift.
Sleep, no sleep?
Fuck it.
Show up for work.
The computer takes over on schedule and now I don’t qualify for our good insurance.
I have to take the government stuff?
OK.
I’m a democrat.
Lifelong.
BUT FUCK YOU OBAMA!
Don’t tell me what to do.
I’ll go another year without health insurance.
I want my good Blue Cross Blue Shield Back.
Make my job give me the hours back for insurance.
People close to me say I need to see a therapist.
After A.A. and an almost check in at rehab.
Maybe I do need anti-depressants.
This is a rant with no one I know reading this.
Its liberating.
I welcome ProseBox into my life.
