Hello, world. It’s Thursday. The meth lab in Canada’s basement is celebrating the annual gluttonfest. We were able to sleep a little later this morning. Podrick misbehaved once, resulting in being barred from the bedroom. He might’ve played, he might’ve gone back to sleep; whatever he did, it was quiet and let us doze. By…
Happy Hump Day, y’all. It’s a dark morning. I crashed early last night, wanting to go to bed half an hour earlier than usual. I’m almost positive I never turned on my sleepytime shit when I rolled over. The bed was cuddly this morning, but Podrick was awake and playing in the hall, just loud…
Oh look, it snowed. Will it melt this week, or will this be just the first layer in the season? It might melt, what snow is on the pine cone bird feeders is half what covered them when I looked earlier. I headed out to the living room this morning in another attempt to let…