On Into The Same

The same days ding the same things doing the same dance pulling the same strings... So some desk work then some me time and eating (here, more spaghetti) then some field work then some other work then back to desk work and once again, the last one to leave the hallway. While out in the field, Jackson texted to express some frustration. I offered a solution and all is right with the world again. On into the same old same old story, love and glory, and all that jazz.

Back here, once called home today just to expedite communication, Eb cleaned up a bit because tomorrow he is having a campaign party here. He's running for some local office, I forget which. I learned how to use paypal and ate more spaghetti and added some hot dogs and watched some TV and here we are.

Wish you were here. Wish someone was here.

Narf :)