February 27, 2018 by sandwichcontrol
And milk was drunk.
Drank? Drunken? Dranken?
Words are hard.
I’ve been remembering my dreams a lot lately.
The other night I dreamt I singlehandedly solved all the problems in the Middle East. I don’t remember how. I just know that I did.
Oh, and in a different dream, I had an idea for a really kickass comic book. I don’t remember what the idea was either. In my dream I remember telling myself to write it down or I’d forget it. I didn’t write it down in the dream. I didn’t wake up to write it down either. And I forgot it.
Lost and gone forever.
Yesterday was a long day.
I sat around all morning waiting for the A/C guys to service all the heaters at work. Which took for-ev-er. All morning. My whole morning gone. Bye.
But I did go exploring while they worked…
I left there and met up with the fam for lunch. I’d tell you who all was there, but I’m too lazy to type all their names out.
I finally got to my normal Monday work at like 2:30pm or something. And then I hit school traffic everywhere so that slowed me down. And my brain couldn’t function properly because I had slept for crap and then proceeded to take a dump on my routine. So I had no idea what the hell was going on.
That was my Monday.
Not a bad day by any means. Just long. And hard.
Are y’all on that Vero vibe yet? I got on there the other day because a few artists that I enjoy have switched over because Instagram kept taking their art down. I’ll switch social media so I can see boobs in my art. Well yeah.
I’m under my actual real name. If you’re on there, hit me up. If you can get the app to do anything other than shit its pants, that is.
Today is Tuesday. I’m going to be weatherproofing a dresser most of the day. Probably. Maybe.
See ya’ tomorrow.
More soon. ~SC
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