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that's right (sidebar, get it?... oh come on, you're snappier than that, clear your mind, i say, clear your mind before road island red comes along to clear it for you, is say, clear it for you, sheeesh, child wouldn't find spark in a forest fire... speak up son, there are no cats around here), the chocolate milk is poured over ice and shaken, not stirred (did i mention poured over ice?), so there is no reason not to not be not happy, unless of course you create your own darkness, which most people do because, after all, folk lost in delusions can't rightly tell what is real and the delusions just keep piling up, but that's human life as it is in current times but who are we to know, anyway...

what?... yeah well, rain came after two laps around the community with happiness so at least he got to pee and poop and get his evening exercise but now i sit here with ankle wrapped in sneakers waiting and hoping for a break in the rain which is coming down hard so whatever, again (who lot of whatever lately, aye?)...

jackson and her friend ought to be here soon, got stay-home plans for tonight what with the rain... hungry so hopefully she's bringing good foods :)