I am extraordinarily tired, but I do not regret any of the fruitcakes for which ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
rushthatspeaks and I chopped the traditional quantities of dried and candied fruit tonight, nor the Christmas tree that I got with my parents earlier in the evening, nor the bagel with sturgeon on it that I ate for lunch, which was indeed better with butter than with cream cheese. I spent a decent amount of the day moving around in the sunlight: I was particularly fond of the apricot-bronze of the late afternoon. I had onigiri and lemon cookies. I ran into someone I had hoped never to see again and was not recognized because I was masked at the time. I am three or four chapters into Dick Francis' Enquiry (1969) and feeling more than a little mentally AWOL, but it has been an objectively good day.
rushthatspeaks and I chopped the traditional quantities of dried and candied fruit tonight, nor the Christmas tree that I got with my parents earlier in the evening, nor the bagel with sturgeon on it that I ate for lunch, which was indeed better with butter than with cream cheese. I spent a decent amount of the day moving around in the sunlight: I was particularly fond of the apricot-bronze of the late afternoon. I had onigiri and lemon cookies. I ran into someone I had hoped never to see again and was not recognized because I was masked at the time. I am three or four chapters into Dick Francis' Enquiry (1969) and feeling more than a little mentally AWOL, but it has been an objectively good day.
