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Caught three more lil meeces the other day. One was chunky and I'm assuming pregnant. She didn't try to scamper like the rest did when I opened the live trap. She just waddled off and hid as best she could in the grass. I'm more than stoked I was able to get her out of here before she let loose with them thar varmit babies.

Getting geared up for some Hockey this morning. Yay. Started a new Sunday leauge.

Roof is coming along... still under tarps, but the plywood decking should be done today... maybe even the tar paper as well.

Saw the redhead last night. It's been a while. Sucked me right back into the whole thing. I just wish I could give her a hornyness transplant. You know slice a little ot the itch out of me and into her. I've never met someone especially a girl, who needs to get laid even more than I do. See the problem here is that I look at making love as a stress relief. A connection between two people that re-affirms our place in the bosom of nature. Sadly I don't think she's able to look at it the same way. Some asshole/s stole that from her when she was really young. I don't know details. I just know there was abuse. Anyone know any good deals on a time machine? There's a couple things I'd like to fix.

So I've learned keeping the bong in the fridge is the key to the regime. Always nice and chilled... keeps oder at bay. Cold bong and hot coffee. It's a super sunday celebration! Thanks for asking!

Put your hands on the wheel, Let the golden age begin. With the window down, feel the moonlight on your skin.