Curmudgeon

I am a grump. A sourpuss. A cranky, grouchy, whining, killjoy of a person. So I’m choosing to sit on the couch and pout. Alone.

Master flew out again this morning. It was completely unexpected, very last-minute. We didn’t even have time to say goodbye properly, the circumstances that led to Him needing to leave so quickly had Him in a particulary foul mood Himself.

Tomorrow morning I have to make an unexpected trip to Illinois to pick up Jess, and while I’m glad to have her here at any time, the circumstances surrounding that are less than pleasant. She’s going to be the death of me yet.

The computer is fucking up, work is pissing me off, the garden is still waiting to be planted (I was going to do that tomorrow. *sigh*) So. Suckage.

A couple of days and everything will be back to normal. Y’all be good.

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