Should old acquaintance be forgot Shawshank, January 1, 2025 Happy new year everyone! Happy new year. The Beautiful One let me sleep in a little bit. Which is much appreciated. I was sleeping on a skinny pillow as my neck is still paining me. It helps a little but it still really hurts. I slept wicked wrong the night before. My body is falling apart. We didn’t do too much of anything last year. I was getting tired of the really small loop for the news yesterday, so I put on Knives Out. What a good mystery. I think I enjoyed it the second time as much as the first time. Then we played Persona 5 Royal. I’ll be doing another post about that possibly later today. With pictures, twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy photographs with circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one. We both battled the same enemy yesterday. And we were both successful. Today, we’ll probably play some more Persona 5 Royal today. I’ll be heading back to work tomorrow. So it’ll be a nice relaxing day here I’ll be making wings, and yeah, it’ll be a nice day. Coffee with real Irish cream today happy 2025! Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
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