Counting days, days counting. I have a thing for numbers so I tend to notice them a lot though clearly I am no mathematician–I have a plan to organize all my at-home notes into a book of sorts with all… Continue Reading →
Soooo. You know I love being an experiment–actually that isn’t true, but let’s just say that in this life I have felt the need to be my own best advocate. I’ve experimented on myself over the years trying to find… Continue Reading →
Today’s plan is clean this place up. I’ll update later if it’s worth remarking on visually. My mother-in-law got me a ridiculous recliner. I mean, it will be the nicest thing to sleep in and recover from surgery in. The… Continue Reading →
I wanted to write yesterday, of course I did, but a drive into DC and getting lost around traffic detours made it one of those days that left me without the right words–I cannot believe anyone would torture themselves to… Continue Reading →
I got up pretty amped–last night was the last hurrah for any drinking-I had a few glasses of Pinot Grigio with some Sprite–clearly I am no purist. One thing all my years of bartending taught me was to pay attention… Continue Reading →
Man–if there’s something absurd that can happen to leave me confused on a given day, it’s going to happen, I ended up going to a totally different address than I was supposed to, having first ended up at the right… Continue Reading →
I hate that I am a fucking expert on this over all things. I really don’t need this to be my specialty–cardiac surgery, anyways, but I suppose you should talk about what you know. I know I need to get… Continue Reading →
Today today. Oh yes, today was blood test day where I hung around a LABCORP, probably chock full of the COVID-infected–but every day seems to be a day where I have to do something. Tomorrow I don’t know that I… Continue Reading →
So I got a little help yesterday–this was good because we hadn’t paid my credit cards in a few months and I needed a few things, as mentioned recently. A few hundred dollars can go a long way in my… Continue Reading →
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