Were I not heading out in a bit, I could use a nice stiff drink. Maybe when I get back from the gym, where I'll no doubt look like this Sandshrew:
Hopefully going to get some work done on my Wendigo story, too. I'd like to get at least 1,000 words down on paper before I pass out from exhaustion. Working three jobs can be tough sometimes.
But I digress. Can't stop staring at this GIF while I'm typing, hahahaha. That's all for now, then.
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