What a shitty Mother’s Day. I got my wife a phone and the new Aerosmith DC, Anna made her a picture frame. Had to work, so I didn’t pull in until about 6pm or so. Got to hang out, eat supper, watched a little TV. I think we crashed around 11pm. At 11:15, got a call from work. Fucking crackhead cook I had borrowed from another store walked out. I ended up having to go in, got home at 6:30am Yesterday. I was beat.


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