ye olde crapfest

thank sweet jebus i've got the whole place to myself this afternoon--it's gonna take a lot of fake-scrabbling to prepare for the Real Life Actual manual work i've gotten myself into doing this evening. that's right. slappy, lord of all laziness, is building a wall today. nothing too big and bad, just hauling and lifting and arranging about five hundred decorative wall blocks in a nifty little pattern. two mens will be there to do the majority of the grunting...but i will contribute as much as i can. i'm working on my gloits and my lutes.

"stave it off, 1 2 3, and now you can count to three."