It’s windy again.

Good morning, y’all. I woke up to sunshine and clear skies. Unfortunately, the wind is still an absolute bitch. I briefly thought it was Friday. It’s not. My disappointment in today being Thursday is only eclipsed by the fact that someone used the phrase “Friday Eve” to describe it.

As expected, the smoke shop had a 420 sale. I upgraded my existing little box vape to a multifunction pen vape that handles both wax and oil concentrates. This one is bigger, so I won’t be able to jam it into my bra as easily or stealthily sneak hits of it walking behind the adults. It’s also bright neon green, so I can fucking find it when I set it on top of a pile of my clothes.

When I opened the box, I was instantly disappointed. The brand markets two very similar style pens capable of vaping multiple materials. However, only one’s packaging makes it clear it accepts 510 carts. Of course, I didn’t buy that one. Between buying the wrong model and discovering the shop really jacks up their prices compared to online, I had some feelings.

Hours later, I figured out how the vape converted between its two options. Yay. Just a little bit of buyer’s remorse left.

The Snail War Continues

I keep overzealously announcing my victory over the snails in the Apothecarium. The last two weeks have been much easier than the first week of the war. I don’t see any new invaders for a few days, then one straggler will pop out. Last night, I found four babies. I put them outside. Currently, we’re sitting at

• 37 baby snails moved outside
• 2 adults moved outside
• 3 AWOL baby snails lost in the bedroom
• 2 ferns eaten

Aside from the smoke shop, the highlights of the day were painting outside and making a steak sandwich for dinner.

I’m pretty happy with the paintings, for the most part. I feel like there could be more happening with the lighthouse, or at least with its rocks. The schoolhouse is done; I signed it last night and took it off the board.

I finally found a place close to the house that sells the same shaved steak I used to buy in Rhode Island. Last night, I cooked a big pan of it for dinner, with a fat bread roll and goat cheese and steak sauce. Let me just say that that sandwich was the best thing I’ve put in my mouth since I left Saskatchewan.