02.17.03 :: 4:27 pm

Man it's fucking quiet with the boy not around.

Snowed in.

Took some pictures of my attempt to walk the dog. It's three feet high and rising, to quote De La Soul.

I hope I don't have to go to work tomorrow. Fuck it, I'll call out anyway.

Looking forward to the finale of Joe Millionaire tonight because I'm always about being a winner.

And my newest obsession, Netflix, is keeping me really entertained and loving life.

I hear the distant call of Billy Blanks right now. It's accompanied by bad "techno" music and panting.

I'm off.

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