Nothing particularly. Insomnia, but that’s nothing new. A couple of people that don’t like me, for unknown reasons, have appeared out of the woodwork and tried to write me up on some ridiculous invented charge, but my chief’s taken care of that problem. Apparently I have finally achieved obnoxious and disliked status. I’m quite proud of myself.
I went to the range and didn’t qualify on the riot shotgun because it was too big for me to fire safely...
Sorry about the shotgun ... I’m sure I’d have the same problem! But congratulations on achieving Obnoxious and Disliked: it’s an important step on the way to being President. Maybe you can be President of Texas someday ... you’re a native-born citizen!
Has either of you received her package by U.S. Snail yet? I’m going to have to let Ash batter that package bunneh if it doesn’t put on some speed.
Mrs. Smith brought more Girl Scout cookies today. I’ll put some in the mail to ‘Face tomorrow. You want any, Anoreth? She has more - she planned a booth sale that didn’t go well, so she’s trying to move many, many boxes!