Hello, world. Good morning, and welcome to a new week. As is the typical fashion in these parts, Podrick came under the covers and we cuddled for an hour or so before Shawshank woke up. It’s cool this morning, but that’s because the wind hasn’t stopped since Saturday.
We enjoyed a pretty slothy Sunday. The only effort I made with myself was basic hygiene and putting on clothes. Shawshank made us a yummy brunch, and we listened to mindless TV while we did things on our phones. After a lot of angry button clicking and fucking with them for a while, I managed to get my yard sale earbuds linked to my phone. We headed out to Shady Acres in the afternoon, where three of the four of us played “Balatro“. We got his dad hooked on it a couple of weeks ago, and while he hasn’t managed to win a run yet, he’s made it to round 14. I’m calling that pretty fucking impressive, considering we only showed him how consumable cards work yesterday.
Today starts a new week. Shawshank is back to working closing shifts. I’m going to smoke a bowl, take a few dirty pics, and maybe hit the slutty sites for some live stream stuff tonight. If I time things right (aka if I actually overcome the executive dysfunction and actually do the things I want/need to do) I can have a basic stream this afternoon, and fire up the smut later.
