Headed out the door for my tire/inspection appointment with my head in the clouds, trying to decide what I’m going to do after. Totally spaced it, and forgot my book or sketchbook or anything meaningful to occupy the next hmm, 85 minutes. But this coffee is ‘mudslide’ flavoured. And the guy at the next table just a) announced he only shampoos once a week, and b) when his table mate said asked if so-and-so was ‘the skin doctor’ replied “no, he’s a dermatologist.” This may prove tedious.
Well, if there’s a theme this year, I expect a lot of rain when we get to ‘P’ and ‘W’.
I still want to know why they feel it necessary to name winter storms. Never used to and we got along just fine.
Winter storms Cleon and Dion?
This is stupid.
asking inanimate objects if they are joking when they don’t function properly
All the time.
Guilty. Also, asking the sky “Seriously?” when it rains/snows unexpectedly.
This “day off” was not relaxing.
Now it’s quarter past 7 and I’m hungry and need to go scout out some dinner. And it’s raining. Again.
another dead soldier
This. Please and thank you.
'Nother one down