Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 55 Amurrkin out and clear with a predicted high of 80 and mostly N.O.S. for the day. Not much shakin’ here today. OYKW has a doc appointment at eight-thirty. Well, it’s a wellness visit, so not like a real one, but ‘tis done yearly nonetheless. Outside of that we shall be our usual slothful selves. Sup shall be majik intartoobz pizza and sallit due to a gnawin’ and a cravin’.
OK, so today is the apocalypse. I suppose we should be cowerin’ in fear or some such, but based on past apocalypse predictions, it’ll be pretty much a bust. I mean, we were in the path of totality for the eclipse in 2017 and we got nuttin’. Maybe that was a slacker solar eclipse and maybe this one will have a work ethic and actually bring about The Eldritch Horrors, or whatever it’s supposed to do. Who knows, maybe next week’s MMP will be started from The Void.
Now I need more caffeine and to feed rumbly tummy. Then, onward into the Apocalypse, or day, dependin’ on which comes first! Rah.
Happy Moanday/Apocalypse Y’all!