So many. It’s my curse.
Catfish poboy from the Roux.
Pad Thai from Saigon.
The original Cubano from Tortas.
Monte cristo add goat cheese from LS. Ayers tea room.
“Robbie Ribs,” which were just the ribs my dad made.

And the curse that started it all- the portobello mozzarella panini from Panera.

It takes a village to stone a man to death based on a lottery of mysterious provenance.

I would set the world ablaze for this cat

Henry, Patron saint of being a widdle baby man

The despair almost got me today, then I realized I had an unfinished Christmas project, so that was nice.

Pure evil

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In case I die at this gas station while waiting for @scottytres.bsky.social to escape from downtown Indianapolis, just know that Logan Paul sucks and we are all dumber for having watched him wrestle.

alright fine, I’ll finally watch Scream. I’m a bad Matthew Lillard fan.

a bad day in a bad week in a bad month.

Just a little Walter

I had the flu for a week, during which I drank no coffee, so I’m going to try to use the window of opportunity here to switch to tea since I’ve already had the caffeine withdrawal.
God help us all.

JASON MANTZOUKAS ON TASKMASTER TRABOPOLINE TRAMOPOLINE

Quote from the hallway today:
“Mrs. Meyer has gauges, but I guess she always has, and I didn’t notice because I’m a fake fan!”

Look at my cat Hazel all snuggled up watching a movie like people 😭🩷🥹

Probably not going to use this much until they give the option for private accounts.

Maplllllle