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It's Friday, and I'd honestly rather take a relaxing bath instead of write a real entry. So I am going to post three Achewood comics behind the cut, and call it a day.
( Fuck You Friday Returns! )
I'm actually at my parents' house doing something for them, and listening to my father yell at Jonathan Papelbon and grouse to himself. "I just don't know why. Why can't closers just throw better?" (There is a pause.) "I guess that's why they're closers and not starters. I guess I answered that myself."
I love my Dad.
Tomorrow I shall go pick strawberries, mostly for jam and fresh eating, but also so I can then try some kind of interesting strawberry shortcake recipe that involves using grated hardboiled egg yolks in the biscuit dough. It's supposed to create an exceptionally tender crumb. All I know is I nearly concussed myself on my computer screen, lunging at it to try and lick the pictures.
( Fuck You Friday Returns! )
I'm actually at my parents' house doing something for them, and listening to my father yell at Jonathan Papelbon and grouse to himself. "I just don't know why. Why can't closers just throw better?" (There is a pause.) "I guess that's why they're closers and not starters. I guess I answered that myself."
I love my Dad.
Tomorrow I shall go pick strawberries, mostly for jam and fresh eating, but also so I can then try some kind of interesting strawberry shortcake recipe that involves using grated hardboiled egg yolks in the biscuit dough. It's supposed to create an exceptionally tender crumb. All I know is I nearly concussed myself on my computer screen, lunging at it to try and lick the pictures.
