Me and my love, a World of Warcraft party. Romance is in the air.

Me and my love, a World of Warcraft party. Romance is in the air.

Patches said welcome home. Then she said pet me you fat tub o’ lard.

Sometimes Patches’ words are like knives into my soul.
Meow.
As the rain starts in Boston, I run out to the car to grab something that I forgot to bring in earlier and see a cool cloud.

Yes, sometimes Robert is easily entertained.
I’m home. I’m off the nana sitting clock for a night.
Jen, Harry, and I are watching Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2. I’m happy.



Color me caged.
We are at the Cancer Center at Lowell General Hospital for Mom’s follow up. Fingers crossed.

If Disney has taught me anything, it’s that there are sentient beings living under all of that fungus.

I haven’t done one of these in a while. Did you miss it?
I’m not sure if it hates me or my Mac, but World of Warcraft just won’t freakin’ install. I just wanted to spend the hour before Rick and Morty playing some WoW and killing stuff, but noooooo.

Dinner for Mom. I had delicious tacos that Jen made at home before coming to Tewksbury.

Their microwave is the most powerful device on Earth. 2.5 minutes and the soup is hotter than the sun. Really.
Oh look, the TNT network is showing Captain Marvel again. Again.