Happy Sunday, y’all. We’re up. Pippin woke up about an hour ago, asking for attention. I kept her “mostly quiet” by petting her. That lasted until she decided to yell from the floor, where I couldn’t pet her into silence.
I assumed a human form yesterday, and streamed for a little while on TikTok. I played Skyrim for a while. No sooner did I turn in a random quest when a dragon attacked a village I was in. Through some weird coincidence, an orc hunter was wandering the surrounding area as well. He ended up just outside the village during the hunt, and turned his sights on the villagers as soon as the dragon was brought down. I’m pretty sure the only person remaining is a child.
Today, we’re doing brunch. Shawshank will make it in a couple of hours. I’ll do human shit. There’s a load of clothes in the wash. Pippin is still screaming.
