Every week at around 8pm on Wednesday, I absolutely hate what I’ve written here. It stinks. There’s no chance it’s going to turn into a readable piece by the next day. It’s going to be the week that I finally call in sick with you guys.
I’ve got some wood that needs splitting here in Oregon so pack those boots.
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I’ve got some wood that needs splitting here in Oregon so pack those boots.
🥾🥾