Howdy, y’all. It’s time for the weekend update. Real quick-like. Yeah, right! Friday night after work I did my usual rush-to-the-gym thing, then I took Chico to the car-repair store because he’s been acting up. When I drive slowly (which isn’t often), he’s way too bouncy for a car without hydraulics. I told myself a few weeks ago that it ...

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Hi. So, most days I don’t hate my job. But sometimes you get so caught up in something not working, that you want to kill. For me, I know it’s bad when I start losing my voice. I’m creaking at Michael, “NO! That still didn’t work!” while he rewrites shit and tells me to try it again. And again. And ...

Hello again. I am hurting today, I am. But this is a good hurt, from kicking practice last night at martial arts. Oh, and the being kicked part doesn’t help, either. The thing I like about sparring? You yell. You’re all sweaty and exhausted and you’re kicking somebody’s heavily-padded ass, and you shout while you do it. That’s some good ...