Schlotzky's Calzone in Hello
- Nov. 7, 2024, 5 p.m.
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That’s what I had for a late lunch.
I don’t eat there often, in fact I’ve got there more times this year (four) than I have in the last fifteen plus years.
Peacock got under my skin a bit today. She went ahead to the second apartment while I was finishing baseboards/trim and she ordered to Chipotle through Door Dash.
Thanks for asking me if I wanted something!
I got cash on me!
I got my card!
When I brought it up she says I wasn’t at that apartment when she thought of it. I countered with are you not with me when I text to ask if you want me to bring food the next day, sharing left overs and sandwiches?
Booyah mf’er!
Yeah, so what if I brought turkey and bread today but just didn’t want another sandwich.
The second apartment yesterday was a clusterfuck. It looked like Spider-Man’s dirty footed children ran on the walls. Plus a bunch needed to be mudded/patched. We didn’t get finished by the time she had to split so that became the first job today.
In other news, the bandage I put over my leg injury absorbed some blood and dried to the scab. Oh ripping that off to clean it hurt like a bitch! Then, ofc, I accidentally hit it when painting earlier. Lawd I wanted to cry.
One three bedroom tomorrow at Clift then rest up the weekend.
I’m gonna continue my quest on Assassin’s Creed
Valhallah and look for the last two hidden codex pages and last two legendary animals.
I feel like Winston Smith at the end of 1984.
I’ve been compromised, Big Brother has broken me and now I’m released back into the world to realize that no matter what I do or say, NOTHING FUCKING MATTERS!
That’s what the election meant to me.
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Last updated November 07, 2024
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