Got up to make T. an avocado & arrugala sandwich, singing 'Bingo was his name-o', have a case of the sneezes. The weather is so changeable. Up late thinking about sociology, watching cartoons. Eyes itch too, maybe allergies?

Free coffee from paper is hazelnut, once again, I am betrayed. Looking up directions to one of T.'s new work locations, automated direction systems don't interact well with rotaries or other strange intersections.

I say it's spinach & I say the hell with it. They tried to sell me baskets.