Good morning, y’all. It’s a new year, can you feel it? We went to bed early. I’m almost always fighting off Mr. Sandman’s advances by 10:30pm, and last night was just another Wednesday to him. Could’ve been the Willie Nelson, could’ve been the wine; whatever it was, I didn’t pace myself. I hit the point…
It’s the end of the line for 2025. We’re up. I’ve been awake-ish since around 5am, when Podrick made his first visit of the morning. I was not in the mood to stream last night, not feeling it at all. Literally, the only reason I logged in was because we had spent the time to…
Hello, internet. We’re up. I had a restless, warm night. Shawshank asked me for a time check, and Podrick climbed into bed after he heard me answer. We cuddled for a little while, with him pressing his face into my hands, until the sucking noises grossed out Shawshank enough to leave the bedroom. Yesterday was…