And when she’s walking she’s looking so fine Shawshank, May 29, 2022 Heyy motherfuckers. It’s a gray day outside, and it’s supposed to stay like this all day. Pippin was trying to wake me up mere minutes before the alarm was due to go off. I cracked open my eyes, and it was dark. I thought it was before sunrise, as there was little to no light coming in. But that was because it’s long hanging clouds, and rain this morning. As she was trying to get me up, the alarm went off. Ok time to greet the day. So I’m up, and have coffee beside me, and a kitten sleeping on top of me. Not too bad of a morning so far. It’s laundry day today. We’ll see how she reacts to the washer and dryer today. Yesterday while I was at work, I had toaster run. It was a good day, nothing was knocked over. Everything was in its place when I got back. I think Pippin either followed toaster around or just sat there glaring at it. Only a few more day until my birthday. I have a couple of presents here from Crystal, that I’m just dying to open. I have to keep them out of sight, so I don’t go and shake them and all that. I’ll open them in my birthday, at nit so Crystal can get a live unboxing of them. But right now, it’s coffee time. Chore day will start in a little while. Happy Sunday! Life blogbloggerchore daycoffeejournallazy SundaymorningsTinyTown
Life Everybody knows that you love me baby May 6, 2022 So I was just about at the climax of my dream; I was leading a rag tag group of people through a post apocalyptic winter wasteland of a town or suburbs, just about to the house that we had scouted out earlier. We were just about to safety. Beep beep… Read More
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Life We just want to dance here, someone stole the stage July 7, 2025 Podrick let us sleep, until he didn’t. Thankfully I raised my arm when I did, otherwise a very solid 3 or 4 pound cat would’ve landed on my face. He’s just being, well, Podrick this morning. We was snuggled in between us this morning, then suddenly his tail caught his… Read More