The place I'm at is supposed to be open twenty four hours, but it closes between 11:00 p.m. and 7:00 a.m. on holidays. What the hell? So I have seven minutes to post stuff. I was at the bookstore earlier but I left early because they didn't have any good books to read. It is looking more and more like an airport gift shop. The humor section of full of fart jokes. There's more than one way to remove a bookstore. Whoa.
When are people going to admit that dragon fruit tastes like yard clippings?
Currently addicted to flavored nori. Can you eat too much of it? Yes, yes you can. Especially if you don't chew.
Got a little more attention than usual on Twitter for my vaccine news, gleaned from a Japanese newcast I happened on. It's important but I don't think it's broken outside of Japan. My incoming Twitter feed is still SNAFU-ed. Wow, I was looking forward to getting some computing done and now it's fricking "holiday" hours. What is that? I wanted to use my mind and communicate with people, or whatever the internet is. But noooo. Holiday hours, closed between 11 and 7.