Today’s skies were amazingly crispy, clear and blue with a light blue horizon all around. Usually red, brownish muck would stick as in the past few days but even chemtrails failed as high winds blew freezing air: The chill factor was so cold that I had to bundle up (without my extra scarf unfortunately) for my walks around the building at this “temp job from hell”.
Maybe it’s not a job but a “patch”, not a Cabbage Patch Kid but more like Maw’s single patch of NO hair on the top left and front part of her head from this evening while drying her hair! This “cabbage patch from hell” can smell when boiled or farted. And that’s what I do best at: farted and burped (yesterday loudly as the Aussie skin-head walked by my desk).
Work was done in two hours yesterday and in 30 minutes today. It was boring, except blogging in poetry.
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