1356: Exhaust Port

Wow. More tired than I thought I was. Today hasn’t exactly been strenuous, consisting largely of visiting Andie’s sis and significant other — plus, more importantly, their new kitten — but I am absolutely wiped out. I think a combination of a weirdly stressful week (the details of which I’ll spare you), the lack of a weekend thanks to EGX and overall not feeling all that great since last night have all conspired to make me feel pretty shitty today.

Still, tomorrow should be equally stress-free, beginning with what is supposedly the best breakfast in Wiltshire, and proceeding to what I can only assume (and hope?) will be a lazy afternoon probably consisting of some combination of Grand Theft Auto, Final Fantasy XIV, Tales of Xillia, Sweet Fuse and/or Velocity.

This is a short one I know but I’m on my phone and consequently can’t judge word counts. Also I am exhausted. So there.

Signing off. See you on Sunday.


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