I sat up too late reading fic, and then there was a sideshow a block away that went on for at least an hour, with bonus gunfire, helicopters, and police sirens. Dog was not happy. Bleah.
Thought I should share this with Buffistas. First, buy a chateau:
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Today I have to vacuum and buy dog food, then go pick up wine, then go to a wine-and-nibblies party hosted by a non-profit camp I donate to. I should go rock-climbing but I haven't been in 3 months and I gave blood the other day, so I know I will be terrible. Bah.
Interesting chateau idea but I read it and thought “wow that seems like a lot of work”. Also laughing at the need for $2 million to start! While that’s crazy cheap for a 28 bedroom chateau, it’s still a lot of money. But I guess she initially started it as an event/corporate retreat type space, where earning that back seems much easier.
sorry about the covid, jilli.
This Bengals game is killing me. WTF, Bengals.
And I forgot to put chocolate chips in my pumpkin bread.
Timelies all!
Posting from West River, MD(near Annapolis) where the Getaway is. Lovely weather and good music.
Back to work tomorrow.
The epiphany of
"Would you tell someone else they're responsible for everything? Take your own damn advice"
was particularly annoying. And I fail at following it pretty often.
Epiphanies can be some bullshit.
Co-signing and joining the choir. My brain and heart are still trying to "fix" an unsolvable situation in life, even though I know what the answer is. I just really wish it was different.
(waves, hi, hugs, ~ma, health, love, sparkles, alibis, bitter revanges if you need one)
I'm especially a fan of looking at something with my parents or family and realizing "Oh, that's why I'm like this."
Oh, I forgot to say I'm sorry about the Covid, Atropa. May it be short-lived and mild.
