‘Cause it’s getting harder and harder to breathe Shawshank, October 12, 2025 We awoke to the sound of an idiot. Podrick is just fine after two beautiful days of having a quiet mellow kitty. He’s back to us usual shenanigans. He’s back, and he’s more of an asshole! Yay. It doesn’t help that is head is tiny. He’s totally pear shaped. His badonkadonk is outrageously large. He’s like someone Sir Mix A Lot would sing about. I didn’t do shit after getting home yesterday afternoon. The Beautiful One was in bed sleeping. So I gave her a kiss and let her sleep. Behind her in the nest, there was baby boy, curled up beside her. See he’s been sneezing nonstop for the last couple of days, and has just slept. So Podrick has 3 days of saved up energy. So while I sat on the couch, I hacked into Crystal’s Chromebook, and then hacked into her WordPress. With a whispered, “I’m in.” I was in. I had access to all of her systems. But I’m a hacker, a ghost. I do what I want, and leave no trace. But this time, I did leave a trace – I made a post on her site. You may have seen it, and you were totes fooled huh? I knew it. It’s really a gift. The power to slide in and out of various systems with no one knowing. I am a god. Afterwards, I opened up Balatro, and carried on with a fan I was playing about a week back. Well, Past Shawshank didn’t know how to the play the game, and by round 8, I upgraded Flush to level 1. What?so after that game, I vowed to do better. And better I did. Once Crystal got up, and snuggled onto the couch, I put on Crown Jewel for us to watch. I saved it, because I know there were some wrestlers that Crystal enjoys, so I knew she wanted to watch. We were both sports entertained. We showered multiple times. The fever clawing and holding on for dear life. After a quick meal of grilled cheese and tomato soup (just a little soup for Crystal), we watched some episodes of Star Trek: Strange New Worlds. Then some TikTok’s and then the sweet release of sleep. Here we are. In a few hours, we’ll head over to Shady Acres for Thanksgiving dinner. It’s been raining out, so I don’t think I’ll be going on the roof today. More coffee please!! Life blogbloggerchore daycoffeejournallazy SundaymorningsTinyTown
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