Happy birthday, Debet!

Congrats, nephew of Laura!

Alas, the house with the cute porch had far less cute signs of water damage and termites in the basement. But it was fun to check it out, and I’d definitely consider a house in that neighborhood in better condition.

Thanks everyone! For my birthday, I got a hurricane, power and cell outage, and a shave ice machine!

Quite a mixed bag there, Debet. May the rest of the year have more in the plus column.

Ok, that hip flexor sprain? Not as bad as I feared. With strategic use of 600mg ibuprofen every six hours or so, I'm having almost no pain in that thigh at all, even when it's in positions that were literally agonising yesterday.

Thank you, whoever's listening up there. I needed that relief.

Love and hugs and ease~ma to all Buffistas and loved ones who are suffering today. You are all extraordinary humans, and I am extremely fortunate to number all of you among my nearest and dearest. Buffista love is good, good love. And we're foamy as hell, to boot.

Ah, somebody got my letter. Putting the dots in like the Commander likes. (Of course, I could have sent it about the job losses or something else and the relief is on backorder, but at least the Powers sent it and not some stupid postcard.) Nobody wants to work anymore.