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Shawshank, November 29, 2025

Good morning. Podrick was trying his best to get us to wake up and play with him. The Beautiful One was up at 3 to pick up shit that he was playing with in the bathroom. Then again at 6:50 is when I rolled out of bed. I’m sure he knocked the same shit down.

We’re up now.

It’s still dark out.

But with the town-wide power outage, we’ll be doing our shopping tomorrow. So today, we’ll be doing the stuff that I would usually do on Sundays. So today is chore day. But I’ll start that once it’s day light out.

Work was mostly pretty quiet last night. A lot better than the night before. You see, there was a hockey game last night that started about 45 minutes before we closed. We anticipated that we’d be busier in the hour before the game, but we were mostly wrong. Totes quiet.

It was a nice Friday night.

There’s a WWE event tonight, so later on this morning, I’ll find something in the freezer to make for dinner. I think there’s a couple of burgers in there. Whatever we have, it’ll be yummy.

But before human form; coffee.

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