Happy Monday, y’all. New week, new start, new blog post, all that. Once again, I woke up at an anger-inducing hour this morning. Fortunately, I was able to have a little bit of a doze before the alarm went off. I wasted a half-hour fucking around on TikTok and uploaded a video before Shawshank woke up.
We had a pretty good Sunday. I did nothing, which wasn’t good. It is what it is. I watched Shawshank play Tears of The Kingdom for the afternoon, and requested a turn later, while we were at Shady Acres. At the moment, I’m ignoring quests in favor of simply exploring. I’m in a funk, and I mostly haven’t wanted to move off the couch for the last couple of days.
When we came home, Shawshank and I watched Howl’s Moving Castle. I tried to watch it once before, when I was camped on the couch with the mystery sick during my first trip up here. The first time I watched it, I chose the English dub so I wouldn’t need to deal with subtitles in addition to feeling like death. This time we watched the Japanese version, and I enjoyed it a lot more. Honestly, I don’t know if I could watch the English version again. I don’t remember much about it, but I remember Billy Crystal as Calcifer was distracting as fuck for me.
Today, we’re doing hair maintenance and enjoying brunch. Shawshank plans to shave the sides of my head, and then I’ll slap on some dye. We’re also going to enjoy brunch. Maybe I’ll finish/start some more pants.
