Bill knows that I can not live and work in the same space. Separate living AND work spaces are required. It just works better that way. Bill.
Thank God for alarm clocks. There is peace in the daylight. Sleep brings dreams and now apparently arguments. Why we are arguing I don’t know but I am crushing it. They they they. They make my stomach hurt and my back ache and my shoulder. Its crushing me.
I see this girl’s hair on your floor Bill. Why is it still there Bill if you have a Roomba? Should we rent a zip car and take it to her?
Since I have met Bill, my life has improved in the following ways: