I shall be streaming in a few minutes, then napping, then returning to consciousness for the TaleFoundry reads.
Thereafter? Who knows?
We didn't get to the sullage pipes as I had hoped, alas. Today might be the day. It might not. The hours my love and I share to arrange all the nonsense are rare and often filled with more important nonsense.
Blargh.
Onwards to the written nonsense.