Hello, world. I’m up, again. I first woke up around 3am. I don’t know what the problem was, but it was enough for me to check the time. Once I established Shawshank hadn’t missed the morning alarm, I tried to hit my vape. Tried.
The vape cart is running out and clogs easily right now, so it took me two “preheat” cycles before I could pull any vapor out of it. As a result, I ended up with a single jumbo-hit, which knocked my ass right back out. I didn’t wake up again until Shawshank left for work, and even then, I dozed for a bit. Chaucer cried when the door closed behind Shawshank. Pippin stood on my shoulder and yelled at my head.
Shawshank had yesterday off, and we were sloths. He put a load of laundry in to wash, shoveled the patio and walkway, and started the truck up because it’s fucking cold. We watched a bunch of YouTube videos about video games and upcoming sales and are hotdogs. I played Divinity: Original Sin 2 after lunch, and Shawshank made us tacos for dinner, and we relaxed by watching a bunch of “SVU ” until bedtime.
Once he finishes today’s shift, Shawshank‘s schedule goes back to mostly normal. He’s working this weekend as well, so it’s a good thing we shopped last week. I’m going to put on some makeup and do human things so I feel like a real person.
