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ok, i’m kinda buzz to let’s write.

work is a hot fucking mess right now. edited version from what i posted on Facebook:

When Grandma Esther built her house in the late 1970's, the one I'm living in, it came with 3 bathrooms, 2 upstairs, 1 in the basement, 1 with a tub, 2 with just a shower stall.

And when I was born, I was the 1st, the FIRST, generation of my father’s side my family to have indoor plumbing her entire life.

So, now that work is in the middle of a remodel, we have no bathrooms. Oh, we have VIP porta potties but they are outside and up a set of stairs.

My Ancestors are not happy that I had to wait till daylight, put on my coat, carry a flashlight, because I don't know who I'm gonna run into on the way there, just to take a piss.

and that’s all i want to say about that.

Da Babies have been popping over a lot lately. Jeff Esther is just so amazing. and Mutt Hubert is a butt.

i’m too drunk to write anymore.