so clothes first, or makeup?

Good morning, and happy god damned Tuesday. I’ve been up for at least two hours now, and no one is happy about it. The cats are chasing each other everywhere this morning, and the house sounds like we have a parade of elephants traipsing about. It’s dark and cold outside, and something big is rumbling around the street. Shawshank says there’s a lot of water(?) freezing into puddles of ice out on the road, so maybe something blew farther up the street.

We were sloths yesterday, which was exactly what we planned to do. Mom texted before brunch to remind me about a video I promised to make. I thought I had to finish it by tomorrow. Unfortunately, the deadline was yesterday. This forced me to assume my human form. I felt like there was no point in putting on makeup and then only half an outfit. If I’ve made it to that point, there’s no reason not to get all dressed and do the human things.

Thus, I put on clothes and did the things. I recorded a 20 second video clip on the back patio and sent it where it needed to go. Mostly, I watched Shawshank play Assassins Creed 3. Occasionally, I helped him do game shit.

In a moment of retail therapy, I bought Hollow Knight since it was on sale. We have a second set of joy-cons on order, we just need to find some good 2-player co-op games. I’m kicking myself for not picking up the Trine and Diablo collections when they were on sale last week. I keep telling myself not to re-buy Breath of the Wild just because it’s on sale. It was one of the first games I bought for the Switch. While I loved the graphics – I still maintain it’s the prettiest game I’ve played – I hated the combat and the endlessly breaking weapons. I ended up trading it in for the Assassin’s Creed games instead. But fuck, I want that pretty world again.

Today, I’m doing human things. I’d like to be dressed and all that fun stuff before Shawshank comes home for lunch.