Posted inSpicy Work
snow and snuggles
Hello, world. We've got that most glorious day upon us: Shawshank's day off. Chaucer is snuggled against my leg. I can feel him purring. As much as I wanted to…
Posted inLife in General
Sunday shit
Glad tidings, y'all. Happy fucking Sunday. The coffee is coffee-temp, and the cats are snuggling Shawshank. As our luck would have it, we both woke up this morning. I've been…