Tomorrow is Friday. Not today. Today is Thursday. I think I established that earlier.

The furnace folks sent Jen a text saying they would be coming tomorrow. That’d be nice, right? I sure hope that happens. I’m tired of being unable to heat the house, m’kay?

I have a zit on my ear lobe. TMI?

I cropped that pic in the app. Did you know you could do that? I sure didn’t.

The Bruins a losing again. Crud.

I need to go to sleep early tonight. Maybe I’ll go to sleep right n………….

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