fuck you, i’m a mermaid

I went to bed a little after the regular time, and woke up at the regular time. Ugh. It is what it is.

I’m up. The sun isn’t up yet, and I’m in the tub. Why? Brain said it was a good idea.

I won’t argue with a morning bubble bath. The coffee is pretty good, too. I turned the tv on and I’m listening to the morning shit.

Shawshank‘s early bedtime has one unexpected benefit. I’ve played a different game almost every night this week. Divinity and Skyrim earlier this week, and No Man’s Sky last night. I played Skyrim with the intention of finishing a quest that’s cockblocking me from moving forward in several other quests. Unfortunately, after a fruitless battle I realized I forgot the quest item I required to win back in my house. I’m enjoying Divinity an absolutely ridiculous amount. To me, it feels like Baldur’s Gate and looks like World of Warcraft. The voices are fucking great. ANIMAL SIDEKICKS. There’s sooooooo many options, I feel like I’ll want to replay just to see all of the differences.

Chaucer just woke up. He’s yowling. I should get out of the water.