Greetings and salutations, and welcome to Thursday. The sky was pink when we woke up. It’s still chilly, and one of my ears is itchy as fuck this morning. The cats are in rare form and have been chasing each other around since Shawshank left half an hour ago.
I did everything I set out to do yesterday. It feels good to say that for a change, even if my “work day” involved nothing more than rolling around the bed in various states of undress. Shawshank gave me a bit of a push to make sure I accomplished my daily goals.
The closing arguments of the Murdaugh trial were on in the background, but I checked, and you can’t hear it in any video. After an hour or two of being a smut goblin, I put real clothes back on, and watched the final bit of Waters’s speech. I played Breath of The Wild while my smutty clip uploaded.
Shawshank had a steady day at work, and came home with some pizza for dinner. I have enough left over for lunch today. The trial is on, and I’m going to edit some more smut today. The defense started off his closing arguments with a lesson in Scottish jury procedure, and the judge dismissed a juror (and her dozen eggs) for talking about her opinions on the case, so this is already shaping up to be an interesting morning.
