Just to make my day that much better, Gremlin woke up for the third or fourth time today [strange short nap week or something] and said the magic words: “Do you still want tacos?”

My goddamn sour cream had gone over. Figures.

Also, I got the wrong wraps, so they came out small. And the cheese was in the freezer. Nothing ever goes right when I make tacos. I should know better by now than to even try to plan for such things.

Goddamn expiring foodstuffs….

Also, I’m nearly out of codeine. That’s bad news. I need that shit for my headaches, especially if I ever intend to mow the lawn again.

We’re watching Virus now. I should try to pay attention to that while working on more formatting for this site….