I am finally picking up enough that I can write letters again. Handwrote (in monster script) a letter to Onty Mary and now I’m staring at it as if that will stamp and address the envelope and walk it to the newly restored post box at the end of the next street.
My irritability continues unblemished. The only thing not collecting my ire is the new Star Wars show, Andor, which is absolutely wonderful
I managed to make chicken barley soup yesterday; it has chicken, barley, peas, carrots, onions, turmeric, black pepper and lots of veggie bouillon – but it still isn’t very salty. Barley chows down salt quite effectively. Super filling and tasty.
Today I will make pork chomps, potatoes, & salad for lunch, if I can be arsed.
And on that note I should probably get up and get dressed and get going.
I scored 2196 on Waffle this morning. This is literally 250 points higher than my all time best score and double what I normally get. I STILL HATE THE GAME.
