Hello, and happy Sunday. It’s sunny, and both cats are in the windows, watching the world wake up. I’m in that weird phase, where I’m hot and cold and nothing in between. This is probably because I’m wearing a baja hoodie and nothing else. What can I say? This is how I roll.
We’ve had a nice slow weekend so far. Shawshank worked yesterday morning. I streamed while I assumed human form, and got my first hater in a morning broadcast. They made the ever-so-original “I thought makeup was supposed to make you look better”. I gave them an earful about being ugly on the inside and no amount of makeup could fix how ugly they were. On top of that, I had someone actually chatting with me, and they defended me. It made my day.
I spent the rest of the day playing Tears of The Kingdom and catching up on the latest Reddit drama/chaos. Shawshank came home in the afternoon, and we did nothing for the rest of the day. He made me a fantabulous bacon cheeseburger and a shitload of fries for dinner. I passed out by 11pm.
Today is Chore Day. He’s doing chores right now, because I am literally the worst housekeeper. Literally. THE WORST. This afternoon, we’ll go to Shady Acres.
