Seems as if the world didn’t end last night, at the stroke of midnight, so I’m not too worried about anything else. And rather than today being the “end of file” I wonder if it isn’t just another beginning. Making it through today means that a lot of the Why Two Kay stuff might be subject of a suspicious amount of hyperbole. The special daily is up by now, too. Still looking for the owner of the panties, but I fear that will prove a fruitless search.
I did get considerable razing at my neighbor’s trailer about it all, though. And no small amount of worry from certain corners. The maintenance guy was a little worried about my mental condition when I hopped up the roof of the trailer to fix the recalcitrant AC unit (just needed a good, swift kick) “Don’t jump, man, it ain’t worth it — she’s not worth it.” I figure from that height, worst I could do was sprain an ankle. No, I wasn’t going to jump — the cat wanted the AC back on, that’s all.
