Good morning, world. Happy weekend. It’s clear and cold and dark out there right now. Chaucer is staring at us like he’s expecting something, but believes we should know what that mysterious thing is. Pippin is doing Pippin things. I’m doing Chicky things.
I was exceedingly lazy yesterday. Like, ultimate mega sloth. I didn’t even finish my makeup or get dressed until after lunch. I mostly played around on my laptop in the morning. After Shawshank went back to work, I grabbed a Switch controller and fired up Trine for a little while. I really enjoyed what I played, and only stopped because the games are supposed to be for the two of us to play. I hope Shawshank likes them as well; he’s not a fan of puzzle-y games. At the same time, I’m moderately bad at platformers. This is going to be great.
We had our weekly dinner date. It was a quiet night in the restaurant. We had the usual while we watched a gorgeous sunset. Then we spent the rest of the night binge watching prime time crime shows.
Shawshank has the weekend off, so we’ve got three days to enjoy at home. For a change of pace, we’re going to Biggertown this morning. We don’t really have any reason other than going to the secondhand shop there. I love going in there, because they always have such fun things to poke through. I’m on the hunt for cheap props and clothes for my filth production, and I’d loooooove to find a vase I can turn into a bong. We’ll probably grab some lunch in town. Once we come home, we can play our game.
