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…

Tuesday, May 01

So they came off as soon as I stepped through the door.

And then I promptly went to bed.

Hahahahaha!

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