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Private American and the Punisher
Jun. 4th, 2023 06:08 pmI was hoping I had lost some weight while on the Balticon Excursion, but if I did, it wasn't enough to get me back down to where the scale could tell me how fat I was. I guess my clothes are just stretched out. BP was a little high yesterday but normal today, waking BG was good yesterday but then I went to Strawberry Hill for breakfast and ate an entire stack of pancakes with my eggs, sausage, taters, and English muffin. It was back to normal today, and even dropped 20 points from breakfast despite my forgetting my morning insulin. Oops.
The post office yielded a new coffee mug from Gab, coffee from Boca Java, the new USAA VISA, insulin from the VA, a money order for a Son of Silvercon membership, and a bunch of bulk mail that went straight into the trash at the Post Office. Thanks to all the carbs from breakfast, I was too dozy to hit Raley's (also all the packages were a bit of an armful) so I didn't, just lounged around playing Civicrack and shitposting on Twitter. I did run the dishwasher.
Today I emptied the dirty clothes from the suitcase, and am going out momentarily to do some shopping at Raley's. I'm out of a bunch of stuff, and a lot of things I use a lot are on sale, so I may have to make two trips to get everything. Maybe three. Today, though, the priorities are Kleenex, tea, coffee filters...yeah, that's pretty much it for today. Going to try really hard not to be tempted by doughnuts or any of that other crap.
Got my copy of PRIVATE AMERICAN in the mail. It's a Mike Baron joint about a former SpecOps guy who goes rogue against the cartels on the southern border, much like the Punisher would if Marvel had the balls to publish something so politically incorrect. This shouldn't be surprising since Baron did a lot of the Punisher comics between 1987-1993. Looking forward to more in the series.
Now I have to get off my ass and get to Raley's. Laundry may have to wait until tomorrrow.
The post office yielded a new coffee mug from Gab, coffee from Boca Java, the new USAA VISA, insulin from the VA, a money order for a Son of Silvercon membership, and a bunch of bulk mail that went straight into the trash at the Post Office. Thanks to all the carbs from breakfast, I was too dozy to hit Raley's (also all the packages were a bit of an armful) so I didn't, just lounged around playing Civicrack and shitposting on Twitter. I did run the dishwasher.
Today I emptied the dirty clothes from the suitcase, and am going out momentarily to do some shopping at Raley's. I'm out of a bunch of stuff, and a lot of things I use a lot are on sale, so I may have to make two trips to get everything. Maybe three. Today, though, the priorities are Kleenex, tea, coffee filters...yeah, that's pretty much it for today. Going to try really hard not to be tempted by doughnuts or any of that other crap.
Got my copy of PRIVATE AMERICAN in the mail. It's a Mike Baron joint about a former SpecOps guy who goes rogue against the cartels on the southern border, much like the Punisher would if Marvel had the balls to publish something so politically incorrect. This shouldn't be surprising since Baron did a lot of the Punisher comics between 1987-1993. Looking forward to more in the series.
Now I have to get off my ass and get to Raley's. Laundry may have to wait until tomorrrow.
