Greetings and beatings, y’all. It looks like another visually nice day. The bed wasn’t quite as sweltering to me this morning, but I was pinned into place by sleeping cats.
We watched the entire Twilight Saga yesterday. Shawshank picked the perfect time to start it up; we finished up just after dinner. Neither of us bothered with real clothes.
Aside from THE SAGA, we had brunch. Shawshank tidied, I folded my laundry. I played a few games of Slay the Spire when the mood struck. I read us comments from Reddit about things like Just Dance and politics and smutty content creation. He cooked up a great dinner of bacon cheeseburgers and fries, and we stuffed ourselves while watching the last hour of the movies.
Today is another day off for Shawshank. He may or may not be going out to Shady Acres to move some stove pellets, but we’re not sure what’s happening. I’m thinking about assuming the human form, but that’s as far as I’ve gone with my ideas.
