Sleigh bells in the air, beauty everywhere. Yuletide by the fireside, and joyful memories there Shawshank, December 24, 2024 It’s the night before Christmas today. We’re up and about this fine morning. Chaucer is in between us, I can feel his purring. Nothing really on deck to update y’all about. I spent the better part of 4 or 5 hours trying to and massively failing to clear the palace that I was working on in Persona 5 Royal. So I figured that I would just grind my little ass off. Finally around 5:30, I managed to finish the palace. Now I’m just picking up the pieces and weather the storm of the aftermath. So we’ll figure some of that out this morning/afternoon. Because I’m sure that I’ll play it today. I’m thinking that this is the endgame now. Is it bad that I’m thinking replay already because I think that I could do things differently. I haven’t heeded the loading screen of “take your time”. And of course, now that I know what I’m doing, I’d do a whole bunch of stuff differently. Not too much planned for today. We’ll see if the second hand store is open, if it is, we’ll check it out. If it isn’t, I have to get some more cheese, so we’ll probably stop up at work, to grab some. Pizza for dinner tonight. Life blogbloggerbookscoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
Life I’m easy like Sunday morning, whoa October 16, 2022 I woke up at one point, and the little kitten, Pippin was snuggled in between us. I gave her pets and loves, then tried to roll over it something, and she got up. I think she only got up to go on to her bed I set up, at the… Read More
Life So much for all your highbrow Marxist ways just use me up and then you walk away January 11, 2025 I’m awake. The Beautiful One let me sleep in again. Hopefully, she got to sleep a little later than normal? But she weals probably up early as per usual. We took off to SlightlyBiggerTown yesterday morning. We hit all of our usual spots, with one deviation: the fabric store. We… Read More
Life You never come home at night because you’re out romancing April 29, 2023 The wonderful sound of the coffee pot means that it’s another sunny and beautiful day. It’s gonna be a windy one. But it’s sunny so that’s all that matters. Chaucer is trying to get on my lap, but I’m still trying to wake up. I don’t really want him up… Read More