OK, I'm bored out of my mind, my wife won't let me do anything, and its raining outside. My brain is a little frazzled from the percocets. I have this urge to go juggle chainsaws or shoot something. Kendall's running around wide open chaing Banks and I'm slowly but surely eating everything I can find in the house. I can't find any good war movies or westerns on TV, so I'm here typing out dribble and planning my next boat expense. Good thing is, my phone has been ringing all day with work, I've got to find me a helper. I'd ask Oz but I think we'd just end up drinking at Finz instead of working
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