Home. Again. Decided to go back to the island last night around 8:30. Pretty much just talked for a while and then went to sleep. Woke up at 10:30, lay in bed until 11-ish, got up and got a call from Terry just as I was heading to my car to go home. He was working on a house in Lost Lake, so we were able to hang out on his lunch. YAY! Cuddled and cooed at each other for a half hour, then I dropped him back at the worksite and headed home, stopping at the Shell station on Old 99 (also known as my third home) to load up on Monsters. Yeeeup.
Today I'm convinced I'm gonna get shit done. First thing I did when I walked in the house was grab all my dirty clothes and throw them in the washer. Heh. I think I have maybe another half-load to do until all my clothes IN THE WORLD are clean. Worldly clean clothes. Then I have to take a shower and exfoliate every goddamn inch of my body. Sounds grood. And sometime today I have to call work and see when I work tomorrow, 'cause I forgot to take down my schedule like a fucking douche. I'm pretty sure it was 6-3, but I just wanna clarify. Just in case. Oh, 6-3 shift. I loves you.
I wish it wasn't raining. I'd totally vacuum out my car right now. Damnit.
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