Work is sufficiently busy. I have some family chores to accomplish. Among many more business-y things, I need to take Beatrice to the vet. She seems to have a mild ear infection, as she gets once in a while. I am glad the Barnes & Noble bookstore across the street from my office finally stocks all its registers, perhaps due to the impending holiday season.
The milk I used for my breakfast cereal had that woodsy taste of near-sour milk. Fortunately, a new container was handy, and the damage to my psyche was slight if instantaneous.
from Dreamwidth, because two posts of the same text are twice as nice