March 20, 2015 by sandwichcontrol
But rather a fine mist.
Of bad news.
Not this Bad News…
The other kind.
The kind where all of the coolant pours out of the water pump of your truck.
The kind where you hear whisperings of a rival dojo moving in. Right next door.
The kind where you end up working late just to help somebody who really doesn’t give a shit. And then have to eat your dinner cold.
Last year, I spent the anniversary focusing on doing fun things and honoring the readers by updating everything. This year, I just worked a lot and got a mild pooing on.
So it goes.
Today, right after workout and checking on Mozart (K’s cat), I have to take the truck in to the shop. Where I will find out the damage of getting this truck’s water pump fixed. Yet again.
After that, no clue.
I’m going to get to it.
See ya’ tomorrow.
More soon. ~SC
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