I am well rested, and in an hour or so will be off to the brekky place with Katie and possibly brO.
Mike’s at Trent’s ManCave™ finishing off the Mustang so he can get it back on the road. I was hoping to see him tomorrow but scuffed knuckles come first. He told me he bought a looper and now I’m mad chuffed to see it. His forearms were so sore they were in spasm the last time I saw him, poor guy.
Started watching the UK show Coroner, really liking it! the coroner/cop investigative team is very well done.
Some woman on reddit wants to know Am I The Asshole for breaking up with a man who admitted he had sex with sheep. My comment : How do you explain to a man with that kind of interior landscape that the real issue is not that he 3x interfered w/ sheep, (although “pick a gif for squick”), but that he doesn’t seem to understand the concept of informed consent, which would make any real life they had a mess.
If he was serious about never doing it again he shoulda kept his muttonhole shut.
I will try to work on Cuffs some more today but I need some kind of narrative hook that doesn’t involved 7 point fucking three billion dollars in money laundering. The fact that my novel has now collided with reality is fucking me up.
Was looking for a weapon from my Scythian heritage (the first blue eyed red heads!!!) and found this tasty store.