Because I’d be sweatpants.

I guess my parents just fucked that right up.

Thanks a lot.

Happy Vichyssoise Day!

It’s supposed to be cold.

Rather than making a cold potato and leek soup I decided to watch Batman.

Because it’s the first time I ever heard about the delicousness that is vichyssoise.

And it’s not supposed to cold, as in refrigerated, but cold, as in cooled to or slightly below room temperature.

I mean, you can eat it warm, too.

But traditionally it’s eaten cool.

Whatever.

It’s fucking delightful either way.

Yesterday was filled with more dragging of dead privet and burning it.

Today will be filled with other stuff.

Tomorrow I’m working for the Blacksmith in the morning and doing the maths in the evening.

Wednesday I’m buying comics.

Thursday I’m working all day.

Friday I’m working all day. If the lightbulbs arrive.

Every night this week someone has a basketball practice.

Then it’s road trip time!

So much to do this week.

I’d better get to work.

See ya’ tomorrow.

More soon. ~SC