Hello, hello, my friends. I trust this new week is off to a good start for you. Or, at the very least, it isn’t bad. I’m still trying to wrap my head around the fact this is Monday, because this doesn’t feel like a Monday to me. We “slept in”. Between Shawshank turning off the alarm last night, and my staunch refusal to remove the mask until we get out of bed, we “slept in” an extra half-hour.
Yesterday was nice. We relaxed on the couch and watched diorama builds on Youtube while I randomly opened Twitter to post smut. Or reply to smut. After lunch, Shawshank unhooked the Switch and packed it up to bring to Shady Acres. We spent a lot of the afternoon playing Mario Kart 64 with Shawshank‘s dad. Shawshank showed him a level of Terror of the Hemasaurus, and I played a bit of AC: Black Flag before dinner, but we mostly raced around. I had a little trouble at the start and lost my first race, but quickly figured out what my problem was. I think I had quietly won two or three races when Shawshank said, “I forgot how good she was at this game.” What we really forgot was how much fun we had with Mario Kart on the Wii, and that we have access to the N64 version.
Today is Ultimate Sloth Day. We’re both surfing the net and watching news programs. Shawshank will make us brunch in a couple of hours. We’ll probably find some time to game together in some way, whether that be a game of Godtear or something on the Switch.
