Stuff happens.
I was “on the wagon” and the damn thing hit a few bumps in the road.
My friend, Jinx, the cat, died.
I squished a ripe tomato all over my blouse.
A beer froze to death in my freezer.
Some idiot made a doctor appt for me, tomorrow, at 8am.
I had a slight fit of cart rage at the grocery store.
A wasp sneaked into the house and I zapped myself trying to get him.
It’s early and I would like to go out for a few blasts, but am reluctantly staying home and pouting, all because of that damn doctor appointment.
And how was your day?
Wolf
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