It's finally Friday. I woke up when Shawshank did, with the alarm telling something about sports. Fortunately, even with Pippin screaming at me, I dozed for a couple of hours.…
It's morning again. No one asked for this. I slept yesterday afternoon away. Shawshank booted up the game around lunchtime. I pulled a snuggly, cat-magnet of a blanket up over…
Greetings and salutations, I bid you "hello". It's a typical morning, featuring coffee and cats. So far, the skies aren't quite as overcast this morning. Just as expected, I spent…