As usual, I was up before the sun was. This time of year it rises directly out back.
Here I am just woke up, time to check some bloggies.
My first class is near Chinatown. Anybody know what is written there?
After that, I walked over to square victoria for my next class. The way the light was reflecting spotlighted that tree.
My lunch. I know it's full of packaging and I'm not proud of that. It was about $3.50 for the tuna salad kit, cheese curds, blueberry apple sauce and coke zero.
Came home at the afternoon break and had two postcards from Johnny who's traveling in New Mexico.
Apparently our apparatus is leaking a bit into the apartment below. It is infuriating because the last people who remodeled the bathroom did not make a trap door so you can access the plumbing. No, we're going to have to break the dad gum tile. (I'm still hoping to access from the downstairs ceiling though.)
Now I know why that candle was on sale.
Brad came over so we could drive out to the sticks together and give our afternoon classes. I think my neck ate my chin here.
Passing the park on the way to the sticks, the leaves have nearly all fallen.
After class, I came home and since serge was out with his work buds for happy hour, I made myself a ham sammywich with onions, olives and a dill pickle.
Then serge came home and whipped up some onion soup. I had already eaten, so I'll consume my share today.