Good morning to you on this dark, windy Saturday. We’re up. The cats are doing cat things.
Our Friday went off without any problems- not that there’re a lot of giant issues that can crop up in my normal world. Shawshank opened work, and was back home by the early afternoon. I played whatever “daily curated” playlist Just Dance spat out for me. It was a mix of things, and I wasn’t 100% into any of it. I finished the playlist, danced to another one or two songs, then stopped. I wasn’t in a physical mood.
After lunch, I streamed and played Hades, and had a fairly busy chat for a change. Hades lets me play my own music and not worry too much about needing to hear game things. Unlike Skyrim, I don’t need to worry about shit sneaking up on me. Shawshank came home, I logged out. He loaded up No Man’s Sky. I crashed for a nap.
Our regular little date place closed again this week. Shawshank‘s new job is it’s almost a social hub, and one of the waitresses gave him the scoop. The owner is stuck between buying food or paying the employees. Instead of figuring things out, she closed the restaurant for another week and is spending her evenings at the bar.
Shawshank‘s working all day, so I’m going to do things. I need to shoot some content, and I’ll probably enjoy some spin time. At some point I’ll go through the freezer and see if there’s anything yummy to make for dinner.
