The kids hanging out on the phone with Malachi and talking at length about Pokemon. They haven't spoken in about a year. They haven't seen each other in four-plus. There's nothing like the instant reconnect of old friends.
The Bad:
It has barely rained today, Earl is too far east of us. The air hangs heavy with moisture and heat. I'm assuming this is low pressure I'm feeling. Weighed down big time.
The Ugly:
My language becomes foul as I deal with the children of dregs. Al. most. done.
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