Good morning, world. We’re up, and it’s two minutes until the cats’ breakfast. Podrick is waiting by the feeder. The beast must feed. I did not have a good Tuesday. I spent most of my day trying to figure out how to stream without my app of choice. There are three options: Default stream using…
It’s cloudy, and it’s early. I’ve been half-conscious since I don’t know what time. Podrick was being himself, which means he woke up Shawshank too early and now that’s a thing. Pippin hopped onto the bed to cuddle with me. I tried to sink into the mattress and hoped for unconsciousness. I was all set…
Hello, world, it’s fucking Monday. It’s pretty typical here. I’m up because sleep hates me. The household as a whole is up because Podrick hates sleep. Yesterday was a lazy, gamey day. Shawshank played :sr3: all morning. He leveled up a few times and stole a few cars. I did a few of the activities…