Hello, world. We’re up. I don’t know what time we first woke up. Pippin was doing Pippin shit, mostly centered on bolting through the house, losing her shit. I heard Shawshank up and moving, but didn’t check on the clock. Most amusingly, I woke up with my vape in my hand. I think we dozed; Shawshank certainly did.
I played more Echoes of Wisdom yesterday. For the most part, I explored. I found one or two more caves, and cleared a dungeon to complete a quest. I didn’t play as long as I would have liked because I underestimated my tolerance. Sometime after I was left unsupervised, I came up with the bright idea yesterday to decarb some herb and add it to some Bleu cheese dressing. I’d have the dressing with my dinner of chicken nuggets and fries.
I expected it to taste like lawn clippings and it absolutely didn’t. That shit kicked in something fierce about 90 minutes after dinner, and I decided to give up the stream. I fired up some Netflix noise – “Ancient Apocalypse” – and played Slay the Spire on my laptop until Shawshank came home from work.
Tonight’s the last closing shift for the week. We’re changing things up a little, and doing the shopping tomorrow. I’m going to take the locs out of my hair and eventually assume a human form.
