Never mind the blood; dig deeper.

I’ve never had anyone tell me I was one of the best things that ever happened to them. That was nice to hear. And painful. Meh, whatever.

Thank sweet baby jesus I don’t have to work tomorrow. Technically I do; I never have a real day off. I have to mow the lawn. I’m super excited that my second day off out of like 11 is a day I get to work. I just want to be lazy, really. I want to hang out with Click and Spooner before they leave, and I have a pretty good feeling that’s not going to happen. It makes me very, very sad. I guess I would get over it. Oh well.

I WANT TO HAVE SEX. FYI.

I had a whole blog all written in my mind. But now I am drinking a cold and refreshing beer and not wanting to blog. So nah.