april 17th, 2017: splinter removal isnt a thing in alamogordo.

leg stuff at the gym. listening to that atticus album. its been a long time, but its one that i always liked a lot. with so much music its hard to really give it all the time it deserves.

between home and work i got caught up in a dog show. its more interesting than it should be. i chalk it up to a lackluster life. 

so works a little slow which is a very welcome change. it gives me time to finish up things that have been pushed down the list. 

in the afternoon, things turned into quite the gathering. a couple vistors overlapped and next thing you know i have an office full of people. well, six. but still...thats a fair amount. big rick is floored at the notion of being here, and here only, for six years. truth be told, it is a worrisome thing. 

laundry. there's some chick with a horrorpops tattoo on her chest and a million kids. its awful. i should probably feel bad for her, but all i could think of was how much it has to suck to have that going on. 

running through the city for some splinter removal stuff. no luck. once again this city has let me down.

the last two hours or so of raw. its not great, but its something to do. braun strowman and big show seem to work pretty well together. had that been expected, it probably couldve been a worthwhile fued for a month or two.

so i finally booked my flight to charleston. this last minute ticket stuff isnt ok. it really screws me on the choices. perhaps ill buy my flight to comic con a little earlier than usual.