Dreamt I couldn’t remember the word for pawpaw

Yesterday I pulled off the waistband and remeasured by stretching against a
ruler instead of using the stated stretch percentage. Trimmed about four
inches off, so, yeah. It was gonna be way too loose.

Finished Ceta and started Ethan of Athos, aka cynarg bs gur tnl
zvfbtlavfgf. But Quinn is awesome, and he gets over it, so it’s fine.
Looking forward to any other female characters, ever, at all, though. So
far all their random encounters with speaking parts have been dudes.

At work I finished the first use case test! We can now send email again
with the agent. Hooray! Now it’s just grinding through the rest of the
effectors.

I was better at snacking without overcarbing, but almost all my options are
sweet. It’s probably time to reinvestigate custom granola or protein rusks
or something.

The huge canvas order arrived, in a giant box, very satisfying. A cursory
look shows all is well. They shipped it all in one piece, which is normally
ideal but for 15 yards of canvas I’ll have to cut it down to wash it if I
don’t want to give the washing machine a hernia. S’okay.

Got home, and sat with P as he ate and scurried off to class, then did my
own dinner over the last of Heart. There will be a sixth season but it’s
airing this year so I don’t expect to see it on Netflix until autumn. I’m
trying out The Flash next. The pilot was fun, and ep 2 was fine with the
exception of really terrible mentorship advice. Don’t solve a problem of
insufficient training by pumping up someone’s confidence. Bad plan.