suspectclass | Boca burgers in the freezer

I tried to cut up the chicken quarters (thighs & legs) that my mom asked me to cook for dinner. No go, especially when I saw that there were still feathers on some of the pieces. I did manage not to retch or cry, but I think my meat-eating days are numbered.

I have weekend plans, but currently I have pretty much enough to get there and back.

Job prospects are looking a bit brighter, but still nothing set. Operation: Spend No Time at Home is going well, but the cash flow isn't just slow, it's non-existant. I need a budget and some self-control.

And more sleep, please.