Praise the lord.
Thank you christnbabyjesus, spring might finally be showing her pretty little head.
The sun is shining, birds are twittering. A chainsaw is whirring and burring somewhere on the ridge out back. My pussy roommates have been taken with spring fever. It’s almost 70 degrees out there, people!
If I see another goddamned snowflake at any point between now and October, I might just be forced to do myself bodily harm.
Drunk: No.
Hearing: Laundry being done by those helpful house gnomes.
Drinking: A deliciously strong pot of Columbian coffee.
Smoking: A Camel’s ass, not five minutes ago.
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