Not exactly sure what I have to say today, except man has it been a long week. I'm sure that this weekend will truck by, filling me with beer, books, and baseball, and I will be sitting in this very same seat on Monday saying, "Where the fuck did the weekend go?"
Only, on Monday my liver will hurt, my hand will be swollen from catching (and I may or may not be able to bend my knee) and I may or may not have west nile from reading outside in a lounge chair in the middle of bug central. Also: a forecast of stepping in dog poop is about 80%, with a 20% chance of me wearing shoes.
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