Happy Friday, y’all. We’re up and about, Chaucer just puked, it’s the most normal of mornings. Both cats are walking around trying to find spots for morning cuddles.
Yesterday was a busy morning for me. Shawshank snipped all the elastics out of my locs and I disassembled the bog witch hair. After about an hour of painstaking unbraiding, I had my short hair again. The first shower felt amazing. I’ll give my hair a rest for a little while, to assess whether or not it can handle another installation. While I do love how it looks, I completely understand that the extensions do nothing to keep my hair healthy.
I spent the evening playing Echoes of Wisdom. I saved the castle, and a boat. I’m a fucking hero.
Shawshank has today off, and we’re heading out to Slightly BiggerTown later this morning. We’ll do the shopping, then spend the afternoon slacking off. I should go assume my human form because Chaucer really wants to sit in my space.
