13,610 Days Alive
1.5 Miles Walked Home
1 Broken Pipe
A pipe got broken by the crew working on refurbishment of the second floor at work today. It sucked.
I got drafted to help with flooding mitigation and damage control of damp items. It was not fun, but I felt worse for Niola, who got soaked and had to wander around wrapped in a sheet while her clothes were in the dryer.
I posted chapter eight of Crows at the Crossroads tonight. A little later than I wanted, but eh, I got it up.
I had to walk almost halfway home before a bus came. I forgot my jacket and damn did it suck.
Five more days of my nine day stretch of work.
I’m going to bed.
Take your meds, folks.
Postmark Wonderland 