Good morning, y’all. Happy Tuesday. Chaucer is staring at us with a look that says “Now I know y’all are sitting on the couch, but hear me out: a trio of vomit piles on the carpet“. I woke up and laid in bed for a bit. By the time I decided to look at my phone, I had a minute before the alarm would go off. I cleared my notifications and saved a photo I was editing before bed.
Shawshank worked the night shift yesterday. I attempted to take some pictures, and set up the stuff. I had a plan for some smokin’ hot pics lit with Christmas lights. Unfortunately, I probably should have waited until after dark, as they’re not quite what I wanted. I’ll try again on Friday, the next time Shawshank closes. Regardless, content is content. I’ll edit and upload them anyway. NO ONE WILL CARE.
Aside from the pics, I played some more “Divinity” last night, and chatted with people while doing so. Someone has the username “Poptart Slave”. Shawshank had cooked me a burger when he’d cooked lunch. I made myself a cheeseburger and fries for dinner. All in all, a boring ass night.
I expect today will be pretty lazy. Shawshank has the day off. I need to wrap and box a few things to send to Mom.
