Nutritional yeast floor waxing and confirmation that a Russian warship has sunk

 about SIX hours of sleep. Going back to bed rocks.


Actually waking up and not wanting to move even after banana does not rock and late evening mochaish beveragedoes not help. But if I miss a day of peace worship the world will not stop. 


I bought the available container of nutritional yeast early in the pandemic. Only a few more days of morning oatmeal and I will finally need to buy more.


I wish the office would get crazy and spend money on some toner. It's nice that the sign about impending hallway floor waxing is in print large enough to read--if it were also dark enough and posted at a sign the wheelchair users can also read. It would be AWESOME if they also told people which floors get waxed on which days. I would have preferred not to be smelling wax fumes in my apartment. Luckily I don't have to go anywhere right away and can let the finish cure before I stomp all over the hallway. 


Red and white boxes of home COVID tests with a cat in the background
Why it's my free
WA home COVID tests


The cat wants to help edit, to get supper early or human service as warm cat furniture. Sorry cat. Striking out.

One does not know how to receive news of the demise of weapons of war, especially when there are conflicting reports about crew evacuation. Welcome to 21st century social media war. And why did new Chromebook suddenly decide to go back to talking as I edit.


And one more moment: dear neighbor who is JW and 3 neurons short of legal blindness, Thank you for the invitation. I will be observing the anniversary of Christ's death in other ways. But I will spare fond regard for my brother's JW friend from the tree service who used to bring his Saturday proseletyzing crew over for coffee with my dad. 


Happy convergence of Abrahamic faith holidays. If I am lucky the Public healh tips from yesterday about how to have COVID safe observances will show up in all its Powerpoint glory in email today.


My friends in Lynnwood have snow on their rhubarb. A silly wacky question did surprisingly well on Twitter, as did one with the right hashtags about a transportation.


So far Chromie 2 the new Chromebook is not doing everything I wish it would. Stay tuned.


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