I've had it in my head to go to Walmart before the month ends. I need to spend a $200 gift card which I have been holding onto for a year. In that time, it's value has decreased due to inflation. So I want to spend it and put an end to the hemorrhaging. If I can't spend it on coins then the next best thing is to spend it on stuff I already plan to buy, like a mixer/blender. Why I am supposed to go before the end of the month, IDK, but it probably has something to do with Black Friday sales?
Why do I want a blender? The soul reason is because I want to make fire logs out of paper, and a high-power blender will help me do that, seemingly. I also wanted a super-strong meat-grinder so I could crunch up dangerous chicken bones for my dog, but I don't need that as much, now that he is eating canned food and fish. But the turkey bones still loom threateningly.
I wish I would stop making the same typos over and over again. Like I do this "can;t" instead of this "can't". Must be this new little laptop. Which is fine otherwise, except memory is so low, I need to keep dumping files and programmes just so bastard MS can update with its useless files, like backgrounds I never need. More and more, users are disallowed from deleting files, like IE, etc. And use MS in the clouds instead of own computer offline. I hate MS. And Bill Gates. Wozniak is great and looks like one of the Wild Things.
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I have an eyegraine after drinking wine for Thanksgiving. I wanted to drink wine on Thanksgiving because I had had some witch hazel a few days earlier and I enjoyed that so much I decided to be bold and drink some more, despite how deeply fatigued I've been. And the wine turned out not to make me very drunk, lol. But I get an eyegraine anyway. I always want sex the day after wine, which is a bother.
I discovered that I had saved a container of tea in my freezer, for some reason. So, I used that in making the stuffing, and boiling the giblings, which will become gravy. I also used some of it in making my decaf mocha this morning. And somehow my decaf mocha is very good, almost sweet for some reason.
I am hoping that the narcissist next-door minds his own business, maybe goes shopping, and does not touch the wood in his fire-pi todayt. I still want to write to the community cop about him, but I really don;t feel like working on that today. I usually don't feel like doing much at all, the day after drinking.
Hopefully my dog will be good today. I'll go out with him in a few hours to check for invasive chicken legs.
The text above is what my father would have referred to as, "blather,"
I cna blather just as well as the next guy.
Can I get a witness?
Have a nice weekend, y'alls.
Eat grits.
They'll make you look like Bigfoot.
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