Don't think about my pale ass
I'm making an attempt to become a 'stablehand' I believe it is called. There's a riding stable in Swanton, OH that is looking for "Barn help wanted." I jumped on the chance, and yet had very mixed feelings about the success of such a venture. And today, I'm feeling even more mixed feelings given my trouble sleeping at night and waking in the morning.
They use horsies to heal people though, and I thought it might heal me as well. I hope that I can step out of my own darkness long enough to call them again and sound like I want the job. Live on premise, get paid. Two birds. KA-BOOM.
Di, I've returned the favor. MagFry, you're history. Adventures my pale ass.
