Since I needed to keep 2 Whole Weekends completely free this month for my beloved I-Fest, I took today off from Job #1 so I could go do my 2nd patrol shift for the month. While intending to patrol with a Day Shift Deputy (6a-2p) from, like 8a-1p, I just could NOT wake up at 6 motherfuckin' 30 and instead was out from 9a-2p. We went on a grand total of 3 whole calls, but one of those was a Burglary of a Hab which means a report, also with blood DNA evidence (the turd[s] cut themselves carrying the fridge and stove out and left blood drips all over inside and out), so that takes a little while--30ish minutes to write the report at the station and submit the evidence. I wrote the report all by myself, which I have been doing a lot of lately. I am getting this report shit down! Yay!
Then I met S at the Sheriff uniform supply shop where he was picking up his uniforms, cowboy hats, jackets, etc. I needed to get a new felt cowboy hat since a bug ate holes in my old one, plus a green traffic vest for in case I ever have to direct traffic which is always a possibility. Now I'm at Job #2 and tonight me, little brother, and pater familias have plans to see Vince Bell whom we love the crap out of! I tell you what, no matter what differences I have with certain family members, music always bridges the gaps between us to harmony and happiness.
Tomorrow is S's 32nd birthday and he has to go to work and I have to go to I-Fest. However tomorrow night I will take him out to one of those movie theaters where you can buy dinner and drinks and we will see Fighting, which is right up S's alley.
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