First and Last

This morning was productive for me. Gary babysat me while I played around in some of our network switches, and I think most of what I was doing stuck with me. At least I should have log files if I get lost in the future.

After work, I went to my parents’ house for lunch. Dad had taken Mom some food for her lunch break and got back home just after I finished my taco salad. I got my Walkera Runner 250 spinning, but it was too cold to be outside flying. I managed to call a cat from across the yard while I was inside the dining room, impressive to the point that I felt like maybe I’ve missed a personal calling somewhere. Nowhere useful, but a calling nonetheless.

From there, I went to Summer’s and crushed them in a flip-floppy game of Monopoly. We picked up some Whatta-Burger for dinner, then I finished the evening dead last in a game of Sorry. Bác Vân called and offered eggrolls, so I took some to share with Becky, then came home for some PUBG with Josh, Clint, and Aaron. I even contributed.

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Soul Crusher

I woke up early this afternoon super hungry, so I went to my parents’ house to find some leftovers. I had forgotten they had to go back to work today, but Julie and Andy were there with a surprise replacement of the garage overhead lights. I stuffed a couple rolls with ham and turkey down my gullet, then came back home to play some Overwatch and shower.

Once my parents got home from work, I went and had dinner, then went to Summer’s to play a game of Monopoly. Nothing makes me happier than extinguishing that tiny glimmering light of hope in someone’s eyes as they make their way around the gauntlet. I don’t think I’ve ever laughed as maniacally as Summer though, as she left us all cold and desperate in the wake of her Trumpian victory.

Now the trick is to fall asleep as quickly as possible so I can go to work in the morning.