Good morning, world. There’s still snow outside. The sun is coming up, but the temps won’t do shit to assist with the snow removal.
Yesterday was chilly and boring. I was loagy and the weather had me down, which makes me restless and fidgety. The restless fidget bullshit makes it difficult to figure out what the fuck I want to do. Shawshank comes home every day and asks me what I did, and I honestly have no idea most of the time. My brain is going in five different directions, a ball of rats, tails tied together, fighting and making shit worse. I played some Skyrim in the afternoon, and Pippin was very snuggly with me. We finished up “The Stand” and “Fall of the House of Usher” after dinner.
I think I’m going to take a bubble bath at some point before the day is over, maybe try to reset. I have to work for Shawshank this morning, making a flashy new promo graphic for the shop’s website.
