Life in General

It’s days like yesterday that make eating an enormous bowl of Kraft Dinner with chicken nuggets, Frank’s hot sauce, and BBQ sauce seem like a good idea.

Still no poi, but at least I still have my racist doorstop, right?

Right?

Good morning, my friends. It’s Monday. Another Monday. When will they stop? It’s a chilly morning, more like early October than late August. I’m curled up in the cuddly robe. Chaucer is curled up against one arm, what bit of the robe he can access. Mal is ding the same on the other side of…