Game plan for the day got tossed out the window, and I went on a walk over to the watch the goats for awhile, then managed to push through an oncoming autistic crash and shoulders on fire to walk all the way home and get ice on the way. I’m done.
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The unsupported use case of Bix Frankonis’ disordered, surplus, mediocre midlife in St. Johns, Oregon.
No fear, no hate, no thoughtless bullshit, and no nazis.