Ok, I’m so bored at work. It’s dead, there’s two of us here just sitting here on our phones. So, I’ve decided to just write a stream of consciousness. It’s raining out which is helping because we have a one in one out policy at the moment and the petty side of me gets some amount of satisfaction watching the occasional customer stand out in the rain. My ass is asleep and it’s beginning to work it’s way up my spine to where I’m beginning to lose feeling in my lower back. Only one hour left to go. Then I have the joyous task of deciding what to do when I get off work as I am by myself in my apartment. I’ve already tried the Risky Business bit I only have carpet and let me tell you both socks and bare feet don’t slide on that. Pretty sure I scared the shit out of my neighbours when I crashed into the wall. I’ve lately been dancing around and singing to my cockatiel, pretty sure he thinks I have issues. Should probably shave my head again. Maybe go back to the goatee as well. Someone once said I looked like Satan when I did that last time and I took it as a compliment and that I was rocking the look. (I was most definitely not). Maybe mutton chops this time instead. Wow, looking back at this even my stream of consciousness is bored. This pandemic can fuck off anytime it likes.
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user119547201:
@tymhr..thank you so much and let me know about your period... Y r in America?
tymhr:
Nope. The great white north. Ontario Canada.