I went back to my hometown. I got an killer manicure, I went to a NRA banquet (I don't support guns) and won a knife, a camo hat and a survival kit
Bring on the zombies!
I read a self help book, I went to see a psychic, née a spiritual medium (FYI I have 5 guardian angels, step back fuckers!), I talked El_nor's ear off and got drunk two nights in a row. And now, with this new promotion to line holder at work, the whole world that used to look like a series of nos and maybes is starting to shift closer to yes.
Also I may have told a colleague that we should have a kid together.
I might be on the verge of something. Spring does tend to bring the weird out.

Must be on the van at 430am tomorrow, so let's hope my body says yes to sleep



















