Ugh! Bring the cold front on Thursday now!
Got to looking for my SW Tales From The Mos Eisley Space Cantina short story book last night, couldn’t find it. Fudge. I didn’t want to start a new novel seeing how I was going to B&N to pick up my order, hence a short story night. Nope. Started a full novel. First world problems, hurr durr.
Had bbq ribs when I got in from work. Drool, really good. Irony, as I ate I was watching BBQ Pitmasters. They were cooking ribs.
Work was work.
Had a crap sleep yesterday, waking several times. I’m about to crawl into bed and read some. I have an “assignment” to do for therapy that I’m procrastinating on. Oh, I’m working it out in my head, but I need to write it all down. It’s just bringing up memories I don’t want to think of. I’ll get to it, kicking and screaming…or silently weeping.
Either or.
Peace y’all.
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