Good morning, world. We’re up and about. Pippin is getting into trouble. I’ve been awake since around 4:30am. I rearranged my mask and reset my guided meditation through a marshmallow cosmos. Pippin came up for some snuggles. A Youtube ad broke through the Candyland vibe I was trying to cultivate, and I gave up.
It fucking snowed.
IT MELTED. IT WAS GONE. IT HAD TURNED INTO SPRING.
And like that it was gone.
Yesterday was a good brunch day. I fed a giant batch of data to Audrey, while Shawshank made brunch and puttered. We mostly played “Balatro“ for the rest of the afternoon. He won a game and unlocked a new deck. I started playing with the intention of unlocking a couple of specific jokers, but managed to win one game in the process. Neither of us had any really amazing runs.
Today, we’re back to regularly scheduled things. Shawshank is in for the night shift. Tonight is supposed to be a regular stream night, but the snow is making the natural light lovely and begs to be used for photos. Not clown, though. If I do that, I’ll lose half the afternoon light to putting on the makeup.
