One of Those Twosdays

Life, life, life. (Photo by Capstone Events on Unsplash)

It’s 80 fucking degrees here, and it should not be 80 fucking degrees.

I started out this week by being ahead on work. If I didn’t — WHEW — I’d be one grumpy dude right now.

As Tuesday rounds to a close, I’m going to venture into traffic one more time and hit the gym.

Changing the Ole Schedge

Schedge. It’s Franch for schedule.

I’m transitioning to an earlier work schedule, which is ideal. Even though I enjoy waking up long before dawn, it comes with its challenges. Already, it’s almost 6:00.

I don’t want to sound creepy

But I’m a little bit sleepy

Won’t you share your bed with meeeeeeeee?

It’s okay if you say no

I’ve got a bed inside my home

But there’s something I’d still like you to seeeeee

Man oh man, maybe Swivels should’ve taken a nap.

Quickly

Quickly pivoting into an unrelated matter, here are 4 things I’ve heard recently:

· Georgia. The nation’s capital is in Georgia. (Yep. Someone really said that to me.)

· I hate birds. (As explored in Rad Birds.)

· I hate trees. (As explored in Rad Birds.)

· The Nazis used to use meth. See, back when George Bush was president … (That’s from the same dude who thinks Washington, D.C. is in Georgia.)

Let’s Get My Kitten Involved

I am fired as tuck.

I need to get a move on, or else I will not make it to the gym.

Maybe I’ll have my kitten type up the next one of these …

Swivels in, Swivels out.