While results aren't fully known and won't be until a week from Monday, the first part of my annual wellness exam went fine – even memory, surprise, surprise. Upon return home, I tore into the hour-late post-fast omelete and MG Cheerios (with almond milk) with verve. Aplomb, even.

Newsletter people: I'm conducting a two-fold test this weekend. One, if my DNS cesspool work this week paid off and two, if I like dispatching weekly again. The latter, I've found, I do (AM bloodsugar was fine so this wasn't a hyperglycemic mental fuckery). the former TBD.

Dogchildren drifting in and out in a heartlandic fog. Frosty kickball with Kirbs – and the day – awaits.