Well, just finished this week’s episode of The Walking Dead.  I’m not going to spoil it, but NONO!NO!NO!NO!NO!NO!NO!NO!NO!NO!NO!NO!NO!NO!NO!NO!NO!NO!NO!NO!NO!NO!NO!NO!NO!

I think it’s time to start a lifetime’s worth of psychotherapy now, thanks

Instagram’s Boomerang app makes me look like I can play really fast. 

This mile long line at the Dunkin Donuts drive thru this morning perfectly sums up today.  Long lines and slow motion. 

 

I had my whole day planned.  I was going to stay in bed until one hour before band practice.  Then after band practice I was going to go back to bed.  I had goals set for myself that I felt I could achieve, and I was looking forward to the successful feelings I would have when I reached those goals.

Then I got out of bed.

I’m such a failure.

Super wild Saturday night in our house.  A Ken Burns marathon and a gitter mag.  

Woohoo!  Partay!

  

The Bruins won last night. They are undefeated on the road and winless at home. How ’bout them apples.

The MLB League Championship round ended last night.

The Bruins don’t play again until Tuesday. No games this weekend.
The World Series doesn’t start until Tuesday. No games this weekend.

What a waste of television ratings potential. This kinda sucks.

See those curtains?

  
Know what isn’t behind those curtains?

My nemesis.

My parents’ 193473728 pound air conditioner is no longer in the window.  My work here is done.