big coat weather

big coat weather

Morning, y’all. It’s Wednesday. On Wednesdays we wear rammy jammies. Actually, we wear them because it’s fucking cold outside, not because it’s Wednesday.

Yesterday was decent. We made it through an entire day without a breakdown. It was close. Shawshank surprised me, and brought home two packs of bagels from work. He toasted one up for me and spread some liverwurst on it and it was the best thing I had in my mouth all day. Then I grabbed my blanket and napped for a bit.

Since Monday night’s sleep sucked so much (and the nap), I stayed up later last night. Chaucer slept in my lap while I played Divinity on the couch. I made my way into bed just after midnight. Both cats went bonkers around 2am, with Pippin tearing ass across the bed and all its inhabitants. I heard Chaucer hit the floor, so I’m pretty sure she gave him a big startle. I briefly woke up when Shawshank‘s alarm went off, but didn’t feel him say goodbye when he left an hour later.

Today’s forecast: same shit, different day, just colder.

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