Thursday, March 30, 2017

Or maybe I'll read Traci Lords' bio.

Ugh, last night I read The Little Prince and ended up a blubbering idiot. Knowing what that fucking book means to me, you would think I would be prepared for the emotional fallout.

I was not.

I'll get a grip for next week's reading.

Or I will read The Walking Dead or some shit.

I was asked to start driving the boat again this weekend after being told it would not be til the first weekend in May.

I made plans with TGB this weekend so, no boat this weekend.

One does not merely cancel weekends away with TGB.

Especially not on her birthday weekend.

So, starting next weekend someone will be paying me to drive a boat in paradise every weekend.

Pobre Rudy.

Titty sprinkles!