A somber memorial day weekend unto you. If you stop and think about it, you really shouldn't be wishing someone a happy fucking memorial day. Just saying.
Worked on shit for work. Took a nap. Had sloppy joe's for dinner. Fell down the basement stairs. Hurt my bottom. B's arthritis flared up. She took a bath at 11pm to calm it down. Went to bed at midnight.
Lo, the excitement. Woo.
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