Sometimes I worry myself.
See them last two posts of mine? I was a bit too messed up to notice that I was quoting a fictional psychopath. Sorry about those. If it's any consolation for that absurdity, I ended up returning some of my drink to the local plumbing.
Danielle's car decided to poop on both her and I, and now needs an entirely new clutch system. Welp, there goes a nice chunk of our savings... Guess we'll have to wait a little longer before looking at bigger Nice Things.
Anyway, I'm fighting off a lingering illness, and almost have it beaten. Work is the usual, home life is in a state of domestic, but unremarkable, flux. I have a lot of trash to take out today, and some laundry to do. Yay. I always remark about the hidden joys of mundanity, so I might as well get the celebration started, eh?
Danielle's car decided to poop on both her and I, and now needs an entirely new clutch system. Welp, there goes a nice chunk of our savings... Guess we'll have to wait a little longer before looking at bigger Nice Things.
Anyway, I'm fighting off a lingering illness, and almost have it beaten. Work is the usual, home life is in a state of domestic, but unremarkable, flux. I have a lot of trash to take out today, and some laundry to do. Yay. I always remark about the hidden joys of mundanity, so I might as well get the celebration started, eh?