...we've got a full tank of gas, half a pack of cigarettes, it's dark, and we're wearing sunglasses.

[truepenny]

So far today:

-- sourdough bread which takes its oven spring very seriously. This is like serious mutant demon take-over-the-world muah-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! oven spring. I'm starting to wonder if, instead of slashing the loaves, I should be driving a stake through their hearts. ... Although there is a flaw in that plan.

-- 50 minutes exercise, to Like a Prayer since neither heres_luck nor Mirrorthaw was home to be appalled thereby

-- post office: all my turnips are lobbed out

--and 316 words on Kekropia for which I have sweated blood.