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Good evening, Everybun!
The quiet stretch continues. I have no idea how everything turned out so purple and blue. It's just a luck of the click if you ask me.
Of course, underneath that calm facade, there's anxiety about Spresso's follow-up on Thumpday. Yes - everything will be fine, but it still gnaws at you.
My hoomin is swearing up and down that he won't stay up this week and will get some sleep, but that's a pipe dream. You don't stop grief-painting until the grief is done painting. Yes - a couple of small color studies are underway, and yes - we'll show you all the gory details when they're a little closer to completion.
And so the evening is still young; we need more head rubs and treats. I tell you what - the hoomin is such a sucker for treats late at night. I mean, we have to be well stocked for the night; it's like forever till the morning - especially since the nights are getting longer again!
Goodnight and good luck!
- Charlie
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