When footballmadness rises, your urinary tract inflammates in the middle of the night and your man leaves town to head for the island for twelve days, it’s time to strip the walls, take down all the white trash, have confidence, patch up all the holes, cover bare brick with new plaster, and pick up the pieces.

bro cleaning the wall

wall bleeding brick This wall was bleeding red brick.

patching up the wound

And the pieces:

the pieces

I feel like cursing because this stupid inflammation isn’t over even though I have antibiotics, but I’m also proud of my hard work. My sinuses took in quite a bit of dust today and they’re wining about it, they don’t know what’s yet to come, poor babies…

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