Hello, world. I’m up. Shawshank is already at work. Pippin is yelling at me. Some days it’s like living with a slightly vocal toddler: she has big feelings, and not enough words. I’ve never wanted to understand animal language more. We had a good Friday. Shawshank and I went out to :sbt: and did the…
Good morning, and happy Wednesday. Actual Wednesday. Pippin popped onto the bed around 6am. We snuggled. We left the house yesterday. I assumed a human form, and we went to the thrift shops. Yes, shops. Plural. We left TinyTown and went for a drive. Shawshank did the research, determined there were three shops in one…
Hello, morning. It’s a snowy Tuesday. The sunshine is gone. Winter 3.0 is here. We were vegetables yesterday. Shawshank made brunch for us. I spent much of the afternoon playing Skyrim, he played Hearthstone on his phone. I finished a couple of quests, but spent much of the time walking along the riverbank, looking for…