Gluttony.

Too full and tired to post coherently (Hamish was loudly mouse-hunting at 4:30 this morning and I couldn’t get back to sleep after that, so I finished reading Wool), but if you ever want great potatoes and bubbly wine that folks who are usually a bit ‘meh’ on the stuff would enjoy, invite my brother ’round.

I am giving thanks for the inventor of jeans with stretch in them.

And some other, nobler things, I guess. Like having leftover pie for breakfast tomorrow.

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