It’s funny how a great weekend can just plummet to the very depths of hell by mid-week. I don’t know how I made it through the day. It’s two more hours before my husband gets home and it’s pretty miserable since he’s the only one I really want to deal with at the moment.
I don’t want to be alone and probably shouldn’t be, but, pathetic as it may be in the grand scheme, I have Rei. And Aria. But Aria is for fun times. Rei is turbulent angry Furb. So I loaded him up, brought him to my favorite home (Aria’s home, incidentally), and I guess just acted out as best I could. The empty house, the inability to do the things you like.
I don’t want to bring anyone down with this. In truth, the images probably aren’t that striking since Skyrim’s range of expression comes second only to Barbie, but y’know. It helped, though. Enjoi. I’m going to be sleeping with Prince Valium tonight.