May 2, 2018 by sandwichcontrol
Well, to be fair, he talks about bleeding from his orifices a lot, too.
Especially his asshole.
I finished “South of No North” if you couldn’t tell.
Yesterday was fucking nuts.
Things got canceled. Things got added.
Things happened at times I didn’t expect them to.
All I wanted was to just go back to sleep.
Pretty much the entire time I was awake.
I ended up going up the hill for a hot minute yesterday and then immediately driving back. So that I could get everything else done that I needed to do.
And I got all of it done.
I opted to not do the hive inspection yet because it was cloudy and windy. I’ll do the inspection on a sunnier and warmer day to ensure the maximum number of foragers are out of the hive.
I did the birthday dinner thing.
I left there and did the art opening thing.
It was dark when I finally got back home. And it was way past the time in which I wanted to take my shoes and pants off…
So they came off as soon as I stepped through the door.
And then I promptly went to bed.
That was a good one.
I had piled all of my clean laundry on the bed to force myself to deal with it before I could sleep.
I vastly underestimated my own trickery and ended up just piling it all into a laundry basket to deal with at a later date.
I sure showed me!
But I did clean up the kitchen before bed.
And did some general tidying up.
Today I’m going back up the hill to help the Claireavoyant hang a show of prints by street artists in a women’s clothing boutique in celebration of a film festival. Don’t question it. Just go with it.
I’ll be up there most of the day.
But I still have a few things to do once I get back.
I’m supposed to watch some stories and eat dinner with the Rev. Dark Wombat after all that fun.
Okay, I’ve got to get a move on.
See ya’ tomorrow.
More soon. ~SC
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