Was sitting outside catching some suns. It’s nearly Solstice and it’s been unbearable but a nice morning around ~8am. I got pork fish with apple, carrots, onion, and 2 peaches (baby + burst types (???idk how to explain it without further agricultural scientific explanation of plant stonefruit genotypes). [Rice there extra crispy crinkles but I toyed with the air-fryed hashty and smashed hasty in cast iron. Woof. What to do I’m lazy today. Summmerrrr. The chiweenie retires and the puma gates and fox – hides. I don’t blame grey on my blues. Further (cont.):]]] Either way I’m tired and ransacked 3 world jumps in monopoly. 6k in dice. I’m tired. What to write I have no idea? My comedic excellence taxing and eye-catching within the communal regards of my work/life balance. More games, more tunes, more birds shaking plastic asking for coins bc I like how you math~~~ {that’s how Mother Hawlet [female Matriarch tiny lil Red-tailed Hawk birds. (5’55 in bird equivalent to female American woman height: my height!!! 😎🫨😵💫😵🐊😔🧐🫥🤧😶🌫️🫣😌🥶🫠🥰😄😄😄☺️😌🙂↕️😌🙂↔️🫥😎🤙🏼) (That’s why I like them. Yay!)
So tired. Even the birds want me to be their accountant. They hear Fibonacci Sequence-~Song in my lil Symphonyyyu-o’-activittyyyyyy. Brack brackets brackets.
Lil Birdy thang was doing a dance with ribbons! How sweet. Summer is cool too with a nice breeze. Just give it 7-17 minutes in the sun, and it cuts nice from the north-north&west. Prevailing Westerlies are for 7pm!! At least on the East Coast in NC. Cool birds here mane. Real.. cool birds. Galactic. Metallic. Snoopy whoopy choppers even. Ahoy. The chips are aquatic.
[I’m so tired enjoy the pictures] [apex predators are formerly-feral and no domesticated. They just chill here. I love my fur babby children yay. BIRDS! Great band, great ham, great film. Fuck yeah. Let’s check on lunch. Pork dishhhhhh auahahdhdhcuahaa withThePeAccHHHeesss. Asshhh wooofddd. Wood wood wood wood. Yayyyyeyeywyaysyhhaawwwwww. YuP. I’m done. Bye-bye for now!! -Sam. -SBWV. -somerackansksfhakfofllindposjfothaywantatokillgrooveofganesing. {May the hoard game yayers stay in the past 50 years ago where the true allegiance and friendly fire of fps shootery stay away: you cannnotooatatat flip the board through my phone ByyyyTTtVhhhhh amen. Nnnnneennenn. {LDS VERSE 3 OF 1957-2003.}
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