Day 68 of Staying the Fuck Inside This many days of working at the dining room table have begun to take their toll a little bit. I’ve… Continue reading “Day 68 of Staying the Fuck Inside”…
Day 63 of Staying the Fuck Inside Tired of hoomanz. Wish I had thumbs so I could inject them, myself. But then who would feed me? Fuck. Continue reading “Day 63 of Staying the Fuck Inside”…
Day 51 of Staying (mostly) the Fuck Inside Went for a drive today. Did not get out of the car. Did not interact with humanity. Did get to… Continue reading “Day 51 of Staying (mostly) the Fuck Inside”…
Day 49 of Staying the Fuck Inside Woke up to some good news, this morning. This is the first time “Recovered” has outnumbered “Active” here in Sonoma… Continue reading “Day 49 of Staying the Fuck Inside”…
Day 46 of Staying the Fuck Inside Along with the spring foliage, we now have increased temperatures. Our air conditioning unit is making a weird noise, and… Continue reading “Day 46 of Staying the Fuck Inside”…
Day 44 of Staying the Fuck Inside Decided to have some lighthearted fun and see if there were any songs about “44 days” on YouTube. Found one.… Continue reading “Day 44 of Staying the Fuck Inside”…
Day 41 of Staying the Fuck Inside Noah. Moses. Jesus. 40 days?? Pah. Forgive my blasphemy. It’s what I do. I remember a week or two ago… Continue reading “Day 41 of Staying the Fuck Inside”…
Day 37 of Staying the Fuck Inside (part 2) I am very grateful that kiddo is okay (if not a bit tired of it) with staying the fuck inside.… Continue reading “Day 37 of Staying the Fuck Inside (part 2)”…