Ate some nutritious leftovers & got myself together enough to do some dishes & go pick up some things at the market. Say what you will about living in an age of ever more cynically pointless war, the ice cream is top notch. Enjoying some now, clearly recognizing the decadence of one's era has its advantages.

Ice cream is clearing my head nicely, no chance of it rectifying my manner of expression, sadly. Wish I were better at getting things across, think you'd enjoy them more over there if they weren't horribly mutilated in transit.

Maybe not, look what attempting that did to tomatoes.