Just a Mutant.


March 23, 2015 by sandwichcontrol

Teaching a crazy old man.

How to finger a corpse.

That pretty much sums up yesterday.

Not that I know he’s a mutant. Not that he knows I have four thumbs.

Mostly, though, I did housework yesterday. I thought about eating stuff and watching stuff, but mostly I did housework and tried to stay awake. Oh, I did cook a chicken. Slow cooked it. With a little olive oil and Herbes d’ Provence. It is as good as it sounds.

I almost watched this:

But I didn’t watch it. Now because it looks so awesome, but because I couldn’t really motivate myself to do to much. And that movie looks like it would have made me feel things. And that’s not what Sundays are for. They’re for laundry. And trash. And cupcakes.

I should be getting my truck back this morning. Which will be convenient. I’m going to attempt to get all of my work done today. That way I can spend the rest of the week focusing on printing and painting the Forge. And probably eating pizza.

I need to file my taxes this week. So that I can make plans.

I guess I’ll get to it now.

See ya’ tomorrow.

More soon. ~SC


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