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    My husband makes many impulsive decisions: burn random shit, buy random shit, buy random shit for the sole purpose of burning different random shit, bring back a boy from a shed in the middle of nowhere before burning said shed. Granted, I would’ve made that last one as well if I was in his place that morning. Apparently, I inspired his latest impulsive decision by saying, “We need a controlled environment in which to socialize Solnishko.”

    He translated that into, “Own, renovate, and operate the shittiest bar in Central City.”

    Lisa found another rat in the bathroom this morning right after Mick and I got a call that our pool tables have finally arrived after not one, not two, but three delays. We can’t even install decent security cameras because our power is unreliable at best. Solnishko’s electrokinesis—unintentionally, mind you—fries unstable electronics when he’s stressed: a frequent occurrence, as you can imagine.

    If you'll excuse me, I have a hot date with my husband: a long, romantic drive... to collect pool tables.

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    15 Mar 2019

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