[Useless]

Mood Gorning!

'Tis another one of those days, like yesterday, that will involve physical movement, which is something I am no longer fond of unless it involves the stimulation of my fuckstick. I have to pick up a motor for my stupid little boat and get its dumb little trailer weighed and registered. I need to pick some landscape timbers for a little project too. I'm giving my beloved and rusty Explorer to my father, so I won't have quick access to anything truck-like anymore. But that's ok - I'm leaving the boat at his house with the truck. He's a stone's throw from the mighty Hudson, so it will find greater use there.