a thousand chickens and a single man

is the title of my next fanfic. Don’t worry, he’s not perving on the chickens.

beautiful day yesterday, I got out in it a couple of times.

Ordered out Indian food for supper but I don’t think I’m ordering from there again. It was nommy but the order was screwed up. Sigh.

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Born 1958. Not dead yet.

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