Good morning, world. Good morning, Monday. I’m feeling a bit weird this morning, and I hope I’m not coming down with something or gearing up for a day of bodily bullshit. At this point, I’m quite pleased that I got my weeks wrong and Chaucer‘s appointment is next week. I don’t want to do much this morning. If I keep feeling like this, I’m going to stay in the jammies all day.
I spent about half of yesterday in my chair playing video games. We went to the Compund early for some reason – after lunch – and only stayed for an hour or so. Brian’s dad isn’t feeling very good, and wasn’t up to Sunday dinner. Brian’s drunk uncle is back down here for the moment. I think he’s staying at the Compound for the time being, but I can’t imagine it will be for long. Brian’s father won’t tolerate his nonstop beer diet.
But I wasn’t in the mood for much of anything yesterday. I played my game and that was it. I’ll try to be better today.
