I avoided all news about the apocalypse, and spent the day planting my garden. Now I'm too tired to worry about the end of the world and at least I will have peas, squash, and cucumbers.
Down to 3.5 rolls of TP, but bought a 6 pack of paper towels i can use if the stores don't restock before i run out.
I'll throw them in the garbage if I have to. Let the garbage man deal with it. Fuck it, fuck them TP hoarders. I'm playing by apocalypse rules now.Careful about those, paper towels are not meant to be flushed.
It's been awhile since I've had a beer at 10am on a Monday, but here we are.
I may have a short story commission in the works, if the customer isn't yanking my chain. Tomorrow is when I find out whether the commission is legit or a time waster. If it's legit, I may be sipping Bulleit and ginger ale by this time tomorrow.
Is your story about TrekBBS or Turdforge, perchance?
No, it's the same kind of fetish smut garbage I used to write back in the day. But right about now I'll write anything that pays, so *shrug*
It's been awhile since I've had a beer at 10am on a Monday, but here we are.