January 30, 2020 by sandwichcontrol
Criminals can start wearing flat caps again.
Yesterday was misty.
Well, the first half was anyway.
It cleared up later and I was able to finally go for a walk outside again.
Which was a big win.
Trying to get your steps in inside without a gym membership means you’re either wandering around stores like a shoplifter trying to be nonchalant or your making laps in your kitchen/dining room like an insane person.
I’ve only gone to the mall once to get my steps in.
I still walk too fast for the mall.
I end up lapping the other mall-walkers and they don’t take kindly to that.
There’s like some sort of mall-walking, mahjong-playing gang turf war shit happening there and I want no part of it.
I have way to much on my plate right now to take on that kind of responsibility.
I only checked 8 of the 25 books that I’m allowed to from the library because I don’t need that kinda pressure in my life.
Can I read 25 trades/graphic novels in the next two weeks?
Do I wanna do it under the pressure of a deadline?
Where’s the fun in that?
It sounds exhausting…
The couch smells like GooGoo.
And she smells like a burning dumpster full of assholes that someone tried to extinguish by drowning it with swamp mud.
I’d keep talking to you, but I just looked at the clock and realized I’ve got go meet the Blacksmith for coffee.
I won some hologram stickers from Sticker Mule and I got the logo he designed for the Year of Naps.
I’m taking him a stack and the rest are up for grabs.
Yell if you want a couple.
See ya’ tomorrow.
More soon. ~SC
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