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We don’t need no water, let the motherfucker burn

Shawshank, January 7, 2023

I’ll get us rubber sheets. We’ll smell like a balloon. People will pay for that.

Shawshank

Yep, that’s me. You may be wondering how I got here.

Good morning my friends, it’s a dark, warmish Saturday morning. According to my weather app, it’s supposed to get to 0°c today. That’s a big step. But, I don’t think that it’ll actually feel like the temp, there’s a bit of a breeze this morning.

We’ve both been either fully awake, or lightly dozing since about six this morning. We played with Pippin, as Chaucer is just silently demanding food. So when the alarm went off, we both got up and started the day.

Chaucer is trying to shit talk Pippin into playing with him. And lucky for him, Pippin took the bait. It’s so wonderful to see him playing, and being the one to start the fun and games.

With no plans today, I don’t even have fixings to put deodorant on. I mean, I can go to the tiny grocery store and get what we need, I don’t even have to put on real clothes.

That’s win-win, if you ask me.

Moar coffee pls.

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