Yesterday’s was a Retrobruxist of sorts, but it’s Friday, so here you go.
Three years ago I did a sleep study. I never did write a blog post about it. The abbreviated version: it sucked, and they didn’t tell me anything I didn’t already know.
Two years ago Redford shat himself in his crate, and I questioned everything, which I do on bad days.
One year ago I didn’t follow instructions. But it all worked out in the end.
Happy Retrobruxist Friday, y’all.