Back to the office

Darn. Bee is back to work as of tomorrow. Means I have to sit in this hot house by myself. This global warming sheet is for the birds. I am sweltering all day that I don't even feel like sniffing my own butt, much less Louie from down the street's butt.

Many tidbits to share. Trinity and I didn't had quality bonding time in Michigan. I also met a few of Bee's friends in Chicago. I managed to poop in one such friend's kitchen.The heat does it to me, man!

I also ate like a queen and got treated like a rag doll by Bee's nephews. Little kids. They're starting to irk me.

Great. Now I'm hot and bitter. I get more and more like my mother every day.