December 17, 2021 by sandwichcontrol
To ruin it for everybody.
The word of the day is: Werewolf.
|[ wair-woolf, weer-, wur- ]|
noun, plural were·wolves [wair-woolvz, weer-, wur-].
(in folklore and superstition) a human being who has changed into a wolf, or is capable of assuming the form of a wolf, while retaining human intelligence.
I like that traditionally werewolves were just people that could become a wolf.
Not a wolf-person.
But a fucking wolf.
Potentially a wolf that could do algebra.
Depending on the person that did the turning into a wolf bit.
I’d definitely do wolf algebra.
I would’ve fucked Jack London up with some wolf algebra.
The function of (x) equals White Fang, motherfucker!
I’m so tired that I’m delirious.
Yesterday was a very long day.
From 5:30am workout until after dinner at 6:30pm I only looked at my phone to make/answer calls and to send/receive messages.
I tried listening to music or a book, but every time I got started I’d get interrupted.
So I gave up on that idea.
It would’ve been cool to just fall asleep after dinner.
But the kiddos had a basketball game at 8pm.
Because that is great for everyone involved’s mood and temperament.
I wish I could say that today is going to be quiet and relaxing.
But I can’t.
Yesterday was just the tiny tremors before the destructive eruption of the volcano.
I tried to prepare for this.
Like with everything I could do.
Because I really don’t want to work for 16 hours straight.
But I’m probably going to.
Because that’s my job.
To get things done.
Oh and I’m gonna get this motherfucker done today.
I pity the fools who get in my way today.
A dick punch will be my warning shot.
Just a heads up.
Time to work.
See ya’ tomorrow.
More soon. ~SC
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