He lives on my block and he drives an IROC

It’s a gray morning this morning. I slept ok. I was today turny. Pippin at one point wanted to snuggle, but couldn’t commit to actually coming over to snuggle, so she walked away. I think it was around six, when I heard a weird sound coming from the bathroom. She was behind the door, playing with the lid from one of Crystal’s razors. I grabbed that and tossed it in the trash. Did my business, and crawled back into bed.

I just couldn’t get comfortable. I was too warm, then too chilly. I finally fell back to sleep, only to have the alarm go off, what felt like 30 seconds later. We’re both up now. When I got up, my mom had texted me fifteen minutes earlier, cancelling dinner for tonight, as she had in her words, a wicked migraine. I wished her well, and now my mind is trying to figure out something for dinner.

Thankfully, we’ll be headed out in a few hours for groceries over in SlightlyBiggerTown. I just checked the hours, and we’ll be heading out to arrive when they open at 11. That’ll give me sometime to write up a list for us.

But for right now, I have a snuggly Chaucer, Pippin is snacking. It’s going to be a nice day. Viva la Sunday!

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