Probably at the Rock’s house.

Why? Can’t you smell what he’s cooking?

Sup girl?

He’s cooking steak, don’t ya’ know?

I’d like to wish to a very Happy Birthday to my Ahntee. Be sure to wish her one as well.

Yesterday was a day of a lot of work and not a lot to show for it. I worked with one of my students on college stuff. I printed my printshop’s name on the backs of some postcards. I ate a sandwich. And then I went to bed.

Today is Thorsday. The usual delights shall be observed, of course. We haven’t had a bank run for Jesus in two weeks, so that is going to be intense. That’ll be happening on the heels of my workout. Which I am already sore from two days ago, so that is going to be brutal. Oh, and it is really fucking cold here. So, there’s yet another fun thing I get to deal with today.

In other, happier news, Teacher Sis’s Grismas presnent is finally on its way to me. But later than neverer. Most Neverest.

I’ve gotta run.

See ya’ tomorrow.

More soon. ~SC