Wednesday, 23 April 2014


It was rough last night, y'all.  We found a pitch invader on her chest in what I guess is her armpit, and it was an unholy struggle to get that sucker (literally!) off and dispatched.  I think we are all sore and a bit wary of each other, but this look she gave me as I readied for work (I think) I take to mean she forgives me.  

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