March 31, 2021 by sandwichcontrol
I’m into it! I’ll have to get a neck tattoo, though.
It’ll be a heart. With a ribbon that says: “Dustin”.
The word of the day is: Donnybrook.
|A massive, out-of-control street fight. A rumble. A brawl or fight. A public argument.|
For a guy with no arms, Gary sure does punch really hard and fast.
And always in my face.
Yesterday was a sleepy day.
On the heels of my 45/100 night, I managed to get my sleep score up to 61.
And then it was cloudy all day.
So staying awake was really fucking difficult.
I got my hives assembled at my client’s ranch.
And ran all the errands.
Three trips to Walmart later, I was able to finally come home and do all the extra shit I needed to do.
One exciting thing of note was while I working on the hives, the wind started blowing and showered me with baby ticks.
So in addition to barely being able to keep my eyes open, I also felt like tiny parasites were crawling all over me most of the day.
I couldn’t get to sleep fast enough.
Today is a full one.
As is tomorrow.
And then I’m not doing shit for three days.
I can hardly wait.
Now is time for coffee and kicking ass.
See ya’ tomorrow.
More soon. ~SC
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