|Gus, "Ha, no-plan loafing plans went sideways? We loaf sideways! How do you mess up loafing, hoomin!?"|
|Espresso, "Dang! The little guy is right. You are some kind of special!"|
|Espresso, "I mean, nom nom nom nom, how do you mess up loafing; how!?"|
Good evening, Everybun!
In a classic example of mistaking the gas for the brake pedal, all those plans to have no plan and to loaf went over a retaining wall. Splat! Now I have a worn out, freaked out hoomin, and the day is still kinda young.
Oh well. We're healthy and doing well. And the rest? Try again next week, hoomin. You'll figure it out one of those days. Hopefully.
Good night, and good luck!