On the one hand, today we found out that our bathroom sink may need replacing (it certainly doesn't work) and that Autolycus can scale an eight-foot bookcase if sufficiently motivated (
spatch thinks he saw a bug).
On the other, I have written my first substantive fiction since last summer (in progress, trying not to jinx) and this photograph of Pablo Picasso cosplaying Popeye makes me feel a lot better about the state of my bedroom.
I would have been cheerful if this deleted scene from Black Panther (2018) had not been deleted.
It is my deep and devout hope that I am not woken tomorrow, for the fifth day in a row, by a phone call I did not ask for at nine in the morning.
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On the other, I have written my first substantive fiction since last summer (in progress, trying not to jinx) and this photograph of Pablo Picasso cosplaying Popeye makes me feel a lot better about the state of my bedroom.
I would have been cheerful if this deleted scene from Black Panther (2018) had not been deleted.
It is my deep and devout hope that I am not woken tomorrow, for the fifth day in a row, by a phone call I did not ask for at nine in the morning.