first day of school here…teenagers clunking around the house, destroying my tenuous grasp on early morning sanity.
the clamour is deafening, since I’m used to the only sounds being mollies toe nails and roscoe’s grunting.
Have to get used to this again. No arguing…that’s one good thing about morning. They’re too tired to interact.
It’s my protege’s birthday, so no work for him, and its going to rain so I’m going to hide…so no work for me.
i think justifiable homicide is a lot easier to buy into before morning break.
of course not…i would never…but if I don’t ever write here again…that’s what happened