Stilton: Good day all ;-)
Its bright and sunny here and I feel like a pig shat in my head.
No, not too much booze - a very late night (when the writing urge takes hold it takes no prisoners) and waking up feeling more tired than when I went to bed. How is that possible? I dunno, but its happened.
I'm feeling gradually better, though, having managed to get upright and do all of those 'natural' things one does when morning has the effrontery to come around unexpectedly.
Hope everyone is well and enjoying their Saturday, or sleeping soundly in anticipation of it ;-)
Hey Stillton !
Nice image... a pig shitting in your head...
I hope you feel better and less tired now !! :)
Writing ?... what are you writing ?...
Soccorro: Dunno, maybe play some terraria on sunday? :D you?
I don't know... it's very complicated here, with the owlet's dad who doesn't communicate at all (I've just learned we were supposed to go at the seaside with his parents tomorrow... he planned that on Thrursday evening, but didn't tell me... nice...) so I'll probably stay here while he'll go with the yougest owlet. Anyway I can't leave so long if it's to be outdoor, because of the kitty ("you see, it's already preventing you from hanging out !"... no comment...)
I don't know if I will play tomorrow... I promised my boss I'll do a tenth drawings for our 2 colleagues who are leaving, and we'll offer them during a barbecue next Wednesday... I'll see if I finished them and if I'm in the mood enough to play...