Coming out was roiling burbling sputtering bouts of hell. D Roti Shak should not be held responsible – if I was twenty years younger I doubt I would even have noticed that… that … whatever it was.
All is calm now, but DAMMIT gut BEHAVE.
Coming out was roiling burbling sputtering bouts of hell. D Roti Shak should not be held responsible – if I was twenty years younger I doubt I would even have noticed that… that … whatever it was.
All is calm now, but DAMMIT gut BEHAVE.
Didn’t go out in it though.
Still thinking about that amazing dense, perfectly iced chocolate cake Peggy brought us. She literally can’t eat chocolate, so it is amazing that she bakes it, but not amazing that it tastes so good. Because she is excellent at most of what she tries, and her hospitality is the model and standard against which I hold myself.
Buster is shedding still, sigh, but nothing like Margot good god.
Tuesday we go to see the new cats. Excitement! One of them is already a lap cat and is in training to be a shoulder cat. Words cannot express Keith’s happiness at this. Hoping to get a pic of him with Ryker passed out and the new olde cat on his shoulder WHILE HE’S GAMING for an update of that last gem! ‘Twould be awesomesauce.
330 words on a new fanfic ‘The Instructor’; I am trying to work on stuff for TotesBoned but it’s not flowing at the moment. Also the plotty stuff approaches and I’m fer shit on that.
Three top scores in Lumosity, Wordle in 4. My brain is working.
I’ve been sleeping through the night and almost four hours extra in the middle of the day. Well, the blood test did say I was fighting a viral infection. As for what the air is like in Vancouver, lemme see now….
the peace of glob be achoo