Made it to my aunts house

We just hit the Michigan Border

More site work tonight. Because apparently “finished” is just another word for “here we fucking go again.”

Spent tonight gutting the site. Minimal, brutalist, and finally looks like it has some fucking personality. Less bullshit. More me.

Site work tonight. Haven’t updated shit in a few days, so apparently I need to pretend I’m productive and fix that. Classic GenX maintenance

Beautiful weather and a beautiful day for once. Clearly the universe screwed up the schedule. I’ll enjoy it before reality notices.

Spent all day watching my wife pan for gold. Thrilling stuff. Just sat there, bored out of my skull, apparently dirt became entertainment.

Balls!!

My neighbor is a douchebag. No details needed. The evidence has already been reviewed by the jury. Verdict: douchebag.

Trust is earned, not handed out like free AOL CDs. Rule 1: Don’t trust anyone. Rule 2: Refer to Rule 1.

Back to fucking work tomorrow. But Friday starts a 4-day weekend, so I’ll suffer through the bullshit with a countdown timer.

What a shitty day. Somehow adulthood is just repeatedly discovering new ways for everything to suck. Outstanding system. 0/10.

I’m tired of being treated like shit!!

I’m so sick of being nice to people. Nobody’s nice back. Apparently basic decency was discontinued, like everything else worth a damn.

Time to sit in a chair while a stranger attacks your head with electric clippers and somehow charges you for the privilege.

2:30 AM. Dark room. Wide awake. Sleep said fuck this and left. My brain stayed behind to replay every useless thought ever.

Remade the whole damn site. New look, new code, same Gen X bullshit. Because apparently I can’t leave anything alone.

The past 2 days sucked!

Flash flood warning. Severe thunderstorm warning. Torrential rain. Apparently the universe hates me. Gen X: bitch, drive, survive.

Nothing says “your life is about to get dramatically worse” like Chris Hansen sitting across from you with a microphone.