Good morning, world. It’s Sunday, and we’re all in our spots. There’s coffee in the mugs, and “Dateline” on the TV. We had a good Saturday. We were out of the house and on the road shortly after I got dressed. Our first stop was food, then Shawshank ran across the parking lots to grab…
Good morning, world. I’ve joined the world of the living. I don’t remember what time I woke up; I went back to sleep the first time, but stayed awake when I woke up again around 6am. That’s when Chaucer woke up and decided to sing. I felt like shit for most of the day. It…
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 up, of course- what would my life be like if I weren’t waking up a minimum of 2 hours before I’d like? Shawshank took me…