One of the high-and-low-lights of yesterday was going to Trader Joe's to grocery shop. I was running perilously low on things like olive oil, butter, and inexpensive but tasty proteins.
By now it is Saturday night. To be sure, alcohol has been a part of the social agenda this evening to the degree that I feel disengagedd.
But that doesn't mean that I am disengaged, am give leave to be disengaged. That I cannot comment in a reasonable and productive form stays my fingers from writing much.
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