First decent "normal" night in over a week....

Yes, it's finally here.
My first good day/night since that firebug fuckhole showed up here last week... or was it the week before that?
I dunno.
Seems like forever ago...

Anyway, the bathroom is done enough that I not only can live with it, I like it again (there are one or two more lil thaaaangs that need to be done for it to be "done" done...), the house is clean, I got to make dinner, dishes are already done, got a shower, washed my hair, shaved my legs-n-shit, animals are good to go, so is everybody else and best of all... there's no human pile of shit in my way, face, life or house.

And... I'm about to go to bed the earliest I've been able to get there in more'n a week.

And and, I've got a Stephen King book waitin' for me. Hearts in Atlantis. Not that I haven't read it about 67 times already, but I do really like it and just knowing it's up there, waiting to lull me off to sleep, is a good thing. Or, if I finish it too quickly for that tonight, there's another 10 or 15 (or more) of his books right there in the headboard, on the headboard and stacked on every other flat place in that room. Plus about 10 of Ann Rule's true crime books or about 400 other assorted reading materials.
(I keep thinking about what coulda happened if all of my books had been involved last Tuesday... not only could they fuel a fire that could burn down the world, her burning up my books is MORE than a justifiable reason for murder, in my opinion.)

And, the only reason I'm even thinking about her tonight is that she called George again today, the stupid cuntbag. He thinks hearing "fuck off" from him may solve the problem, but has promised me the next shot at her WHEN she does it again...

Wanna make a pool up as to when that'll be?

I'm gonna go with "tomorrow morning, before 7:30 am..."

Other than that, everything is fine.
And, I'm so exhausted from it all, I oughta be a tailpipe.
So, on that note, I'm goin' ta bed.

Gotta be up early to fork that shit and drive that tractor, as opposed to whatever the real "tote that whatever, heave that other thing" saying is...
I'm so tired, I can't remember it...
*lol*

I'm outta here.
Tawk to yiz tomorra...

Peace, y'all.

Posted by: Stevie at 11:03 PM

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