Just lost my TT. My husband is on his still.

Look at this handsome gentleman.

Dis my boy. Waxillium. He’s so soft.

My sister is reading Way of Kings finally and at 42% done, she thinks Adolin is a shit and I cannot wait for her to eat her words.

Walking to my desk at work and as I pass the IT cage, I hear “I guess it’s somewhere in the realm of socialism” and it took every bit of my HR brain to not find out more.

Went to the Texans game today and had the best possible seats. I’m ruined for all football games.

It’s a weird feeling being the black sheep because on one hand, you told your grandma off for using racist slurs. On the other, you aren’t sure if you showing to the funeral will make things awful but you want to support your parent.

Rereading Words of Radiance and the award for biggest glory to anger whiplash by a book goes to the chapter that starts with “Honor is Dead” and ends with “For my boon.” I had to rage put the book down last night. It’s like the 5th time I’ve read this thing.

Waxillium is a football fan.

I am late diagnosed Audhd and the single most useful thing I’ve figured out is how to expand my eating horizons. I do have a list of ick foods and my safe foods rotate every few months-years but understanding how to cook has let me try some amazing foods and restaurants.

Last night, we watched the fights on Netflix and my husband spent most of it trying to convince me the fighters weren’t making the sound effects with their mouths like lightsabers.