2/5/2024

Spent a few hours trying to figure out this online university deal. I reckon I have a good idea about handling it, but I have a perfectionist streak compounded by a lack of self-confidence. Briefly spoke with Leah, who forgot everything about her time working admissions, but she urged me to email peer support or contact the mentor.

So I did.

#blanket

Wrote three for the price of one on Sunday.

Didi found Titi curled on the couch watching the Netflix adaptation of The Better Angels. "Scoot over, willya?" she whispered as her generous posterior parked next to her sister. "Where's Peeps?"
Titi yawned, "Out for one of her 'walks'."
Didi sighed, "We should shadow her just for her safety sometime yanno."
"Ew, not tonight. It's 265 Kelvin and snowing. Rather watch Zaza and Tau save the universe. Peeps is a big girl."
Didi pulled out #blankets, thumping her sister with one, "Me too."

"That is an interesting shirt, Brad" Pipi remarked as she ran her hand over the soft fabric and Brad's firm, chiseled chest.
He blushed, "It's one-of-a-kind." His hand pushed Pipi's away and blushed, "You will laugh."
"No... what makes you say that?" Pipi was hurt.
He sighed, eyes downcast, "It's made out of my binky. I get stressed serving as Putin's minion... and, well..."
Pipi blinked, "Binky?"
"My baby #blanket."
Pipi shut down her breathing cycle to not snort with laughter.

Putin's android life support system paced the pacing room of his secret Black Sea dacha. "Mikhail! Come with haste!"
An old man barely 1½ meters and 36 kg ran in, pen and notebook at the ready. "Yes leader?"
"Take notes!"
Mikhail assumed the position as Android Putin dictated, "We need 5 cosmonauts, a heavy shuttle, and a Tsara Bomba. We will shatter 99942 Apophis and #blanket North America and Europe with meteorites!"
Mikhail gulped, peed himself a little, and activated his transponder.