Hello, fellow Humpday survivors. We’re here and awake and the cats are up and IT’S FUCKING COLD. I don’t see the trees moving, but it won’t matter at these temps. Shit is fucking cold, windchill or not. The sun is finally coming up, but it won’t help us. There’s no help for us now.
Yesterday, I did what I needed to do, and paid off my credit card. I made a payment through the automated menu, which saved me from having to talk to another human. And since that’s all I needed to do with the card in the first place, that’s all I did.
In the afternoon, I took a bubble bath. The bath was mostly due to boredom; however, baths also have the side effect of jolting my body into one temp all over and sort of “resetting” it back to a comfortable level. It also gave me a chance to shave my legs underwater, where it’s warm. That’s not to say I didn’t take advantage of it for “content”. Shawshank used the shitty clippers and did the sides of my head for me so I didn’t take out a swath of hair that I shouldn’t.
I just took a break in posting to buy Christmas presents for Shawshank. Done. Later tonight we’ll start looking at the stuff for his family and order that. We also need to pack up a box to send to Mom. Thankfully, I’m only mailing out one box to the States, everything else will be ordered online and shipped directly to people.
While I don’t have anything planned for this afternoon, I should probably attempt to start up the truck and let it warm up for a bit. The poor Hot Mess Express isn’t built for this.
Tonight, I’m attending the first night of a 
Dungeons & Dragons 101 “class” I’m taking part in, which means I’ll have to be social and stuff. At the moment, I’m in negotiations with someone over a potential video of my feet, so there’s that.
