as i sit here past my bedtime, i’m thinking about all the weird things i do while i’ve got to the house to myself for extended periods (like now). all the lights are out, i’ve got kanye blaring through my speakers and i may end up sleeping on the couch. i don’t get any of that really, but that’s me. i become a mysterious person by myself, hence i never want to live alone because i’d end up getting noise complaints from the cops and bad eyes way too early.
i wish i didn’t have to work tomorrow. i can’t remember if i mentioned on here that i hurt my shoulder disc golfing yesterday (sunday). like dislocation fun. luckily, it popped right back in and it felt ok after a while, but today it was in terrible shape. so i did work but not very hard. no heavy lifting, no mowing and no edging. basically, not a landscaper. so i shall make a call to the dr. and get an opinion on what i should do since the state of my shoulders seems to be degenerating. woot. not.
well, i’ve got laundry to do and some sleeping i should get to. tomorrow is taco stand tuesday. see you there. cheers kids.