Professional smartass. Pays pretty well.
And a cherry Jolly Rancher. The superior flavor of Jolly Rancher.
Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!
And a cherry Jolly Rancher. The superior flavor of Jolly Rancher.
Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!
And they were right.
And they were right.
As charged.
As charged.
But it's starting to get heavier since it's warming up. Fair warning.
And I hope everyone got their aesthetic fix yesterday, because it's already getting gray. And/or blue.
All thanks to @crackedmirror.bsky.social. My beanie kept my melon warm and toasty.
But it's starting to get heavier since it's warming up. Fair warning.
And I hope everyone got their aesthetic fix yesterday, because it's already getting gray. And/or blue.
All thanks to @crackedmirror.bsky.social. My beanie kept my melon warm and toasty.
I mean, I *think* I'm doing this right.
I mean, I *think* I'm doing this right.
Now fucking stop snowing. I have an enormous driveway and part of the street that I have to clear.
Now fucking stop snowing. I have an enormous driveway and part of the street that I have to clear.
The school has been torn down.
Life goes on.
The school has been torn down.
Life goes on.
The boss (who I want to introduce to the flat of a shovel) kept her away and the man as ignorant of his child as he could. This man's most prized possession was a photo of his daughter smuggled through to him.
The boss (who I want to introduce to the flat of a shovel) kept her away and the man as ignorant of his child as he could. This man's most prized possession was a photo of his daughter smuggled through to him.
I'm very high maintenance.
I'm very high maintenance.
I fully anticipate la Principessa expressing great umbrage tomorrow.
I fully anticipate la Principessa expressing great umbrage tomorrow.
And I helped prop both of them.
And I helped prop both of them.
Chapter 10 wound up being about a man who ran away. Died. Hypothermia. And the woman in charge...and how she still cries.
Whatever in hell else happens, I hope you're not as weepy as me.
Chapter 10 wound up being about a man who ran away. Died. Hypothermia. And the woman in charge...and how she still cries.
Whatever in hell else happens, I hope you're not as weepy as me.
Just hafta wait for someone to croak so a flat opens up.
Just hafta wait for someone to croak so a flat opens up.