Day 1808

TGIF

A busy week, a good week. Hated that period in between gigs, wandering about, no goals/purpose to each day other than to not lose my mind. Feeling back on track.

Of course, I'm STILL the only motherfucker here doing anything, but that's cool. I realize my situation, though remember the post about "my house?" They lay claim to a place in which they lift not a finger? A dog they don't walk or clean up after? Not a cent deducted from their $$$ yet who gets to pay the tax? Yep, whose house is it?

But I ran. Life is good. The Rangers won, life is really good!