On the one hand, I dislike being sick (now with whatever cold bug this is) because it robs me of control, restricts my choices; this morning I had to sleep in rather than go have bar breakfast. On the other hand, there are things worse than midday coffee, oatmeal, and She-Ra.
Bix dot Blog
The unsupported use case of Bix Frankonis’ disordered, surplus, mediocre midlife in St. Johns, Oregon.
No fear, no hate, no thoughtless bullshit, and no nazis.