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Wednesday, 30 August 2023

Woefully under-purchased

 I am housesitting again.

And when Simon took me for a grocery shop, because he was paying, I woefully under shopped so as to not take advantage.

Seriously understocked on junk food. 

It is not the mood (am I using that correctly - I know, I am too old for trying to speak the youth speak).


Apart from being in Simon’s house while he is galavanting, to keep his one eyed cat company, I have been up to very little.

Caught up with Midget for lunch last week after several aborted attempts.  It was nice.  Adjø may be a bit pretentious for me though.

Otherwise just pottering.  Playing some Dark Urge style Baldur’s Gate 3.  And having anxiety about stupid things.

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