Turning 48 tomorrow. I will be watching tv, drinking wine, doing nothing of significance, which is the best birthday present I could give myself.

It’s my cat Fig’s first birthday today. That’s the only news I wish to share.

I just received a voicemail from an unknown number and it just said “goodbye”. That’s it. Just “goodbye”. Should I be worried?

I’m ready to move to the Shetland Isles.

Went to a funeral, then renewed my license, and then got my brake tag. This is 120% more than I usually do on any given day. Time to treat myself.

My coworker’s wife drives a dump truck for a living and hot damn if that doesn’t sound tempting right now.

Oooof

I made a tuna casserole tonight that would make every Linda smoking a cigarette and drinking a Tab while making dinner in 1974 very proud.