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It hasn’t been a great morning here; I’ve been up since around 4:30am. I tried to find sleep again, but couldn’t do it. Chaucer snuggled against my leg for most of the morning, until just around 6am. At that point, he leisurely strolled under the bed and puked directly under my head. Fuck that, I’m…

Good morning, all ye girls, guys, theys and gays. It’s snowing. We were warned, it’s not like we woke up to surprise snow. Chaucer is pestering us for a spot to sleep, specifically in my lap. Pippin already rode around the kitchen on my shoulder. Continuing with a week of being PRODUCTIVE AF, I spent…

Get up and do human things and oh yeah I’m a foot domme today.