I had a pretty awesome day. Sort of. Not at first. And then not so much towards the end. Kind of like an oreo.

I helped my mom clean out her greenhouse. This seems easy, right? Not when the greenhouse had been trompled through by a moose, and then used as a sort of throw-everything-in-here-without-organizing storage. And then trompled again. And this isn't a small greenhouse. It's like 15 x 50 or something. Pretty fucking big.

Yeah. Yeah, that sucked.

But then my mom did a little something-something. As in, giving me her 4-wheeler key. As in, I get to go to the river on the trail we made. As in, woods. And river. And woods. And river and fuck yeah I came super hardcore.

See, there's this steep trail down the bank/bluff we live on. You can hike it, sure, but it'll damn near kill you if you're out of shape *coughmecough* plus it's a little iffy this time of year because of bears. A fourwheeler is loud and doesn't destroy your out of shape muscles and sense of self-worth. There's a road going to the river about a mile up, but it's riddled with snow and impossible to get through unless you're a total badass with some sort of epic vehicle.

Yeah, not me.

Anyway. It was awesome. I took photos and jizzed my pants like the entire time. I was so happy to get the fuck away from the house and...and...fuck. I got a small fix from that. Seriously, it was like a high.

And then I went back home and had to go babysit. This kid is kind of a nightmare. He's fucking adorable and my shota/pedo senses tingle hardcore, but jesus fucking christ he's stubborn. He doesn't like baths and he doesn't like bedtime. Ffffffffffff. I got soaked during bathtime and screamed at at bedtime. I finally got him to pass out after letting him watch Lion King. And now I sit here writing this, a bit miffed and tired.

It's fanfiction time