It’s finally Friday. Just one more day stands between us and the weekend. Chaucer is pacing. Shawshank worked the closing shift last night, leaving me alone for an entire afternoon. Naturally, hijinks ensued. I played :jd: for about an hour. I branched out again, skipping my daily curated playlist in favor of replaying a mix…
The snow continues. I’ve been up since around 6am. Chaucer was hanging out around my pillows, sealing all the bed’s warmth under the blankets and overheating me. I untangled myself, gave him the attention he wanted, and tried to go back to sleep. I tried to fix my laptop. It’s been giving me some random…
Hello, Tuesday. I’m up, with Pippin sitting on my chest as I type this. Chaucer is pacing. All of this combined is … just another Tuesday. Tinytown spent yesterday digging itself out. Shawshank had an extra day off, since the highway didn’t open until after lunch. As a result, we stayed in comfy clothes all…