Today I learned that dogs will also hork up hairballs.

Got up at 2:30 this morning to watch the Pope's funeral and chat about it on livestream.

Now I'm groggy and grumpy.

My Tiktok fyp is dead with a popup of Trump propaganda. Alas.

After much fiddling, this app is now on my phone.

Very weird to walk outside and find someone waist deep, rooting through the dumpster.

I drank wine at 9:45 am with my friends and we watched The Substance. It's an evening activities in the morning sort of day.