The events of the last, oh, twenty-eight hours or so:
- Had Taco Bell for dinner
- Couldn’t sleep for shit last night
- Woke up and immediately puked
- Took the boy to school
- Came home and slept until 2:30 PM
- Picked the boy up from school
- Recorded, unshowered and still kinda queasy, a couple of episodes of Pokémon Sword with said boy
- Started this blog post
I have to learn to not eat shit. Eating shit is bad! Like, predictably! I know this! And it’s not like it’s good enough to compensate for missing work because of vomiting and nausea! Come the fuck on, man, be an adult!
Sigh.
Driving home from taking the boy to school this morning, I caught myself looking at my knuckles (shut up, the car knows where to go) and wondered if I was still going to be occasionally wishing I had Wolverine’s claws when I was 60.
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