What a great day for cancellations, for personal space and for really yummy cheese that I get to enjoy on my own, Constant Reader. It's been a while since I've had an entire weekend for myself. After my exam tomorrow morning I'm getting snacks and drinks, firing up my "Skyrockets in flight" playlist and just floating on the sweetest of high times. It'll help me get into a focused headspace before my working at the end of Con Season on top of not dealing with people for a while. Family, ehhhhhhhh maybe? But, as of this moment, It's a stayed Domcation.
May you have a weekend with a staycation for yourself, Constant Reader. The incredibly delicious feeling when plans are cancelled on top of doing the bare minimum of shit is AMAZING. You and I both know that no one wants to deal with plans unless they have to. I hope you can just kick back, breathe and enjoy the two day bliss that await you. Three, if you have off on Veteran's Day. I hope you appreciate the honor that our veterans grace our nation with their service, I hope you can appreciate that Veterans deserve better treatment and respect for they have gone through. I hope you either shake the hand or hug that veteran and let them know that are valued and more appreciated than they know.
Or buy 'em a drink or other item of their choosing. Maybe they can say "Possibly" to something else, but I don't know their lives, including yours, Constant Reader.
Also, I come from a family of vets, so I would buy 'em a drink anyway?
As always, avoid the bookings. The Williamsburg Detection center is having a planned Fashion week before the snowfall comes. So, if you want to check out the latest in Jail couture, come down and see what makeshift fierceness is strutting (Read:limping) down the catwalk. CO's will be around to hand out Hors d'oeuvres, which is only a piece of bread with some gray stuff on it and the finest crafted Toilet Mead from the Halls of L-Block. Elderberry, a touch of Pine Barrens honey and some leftover cocaine.