Finished cutting the Breuer piece down to a good size this afternoon with Barbara, Mercedes and Chad. Gwethalyn came in part way and was a big help (as always).
Hibachi Hut wasn’t open tonight so Brandon suggested going to Kite’s. It was ok. The walk back to my car wasn’t.
This is the second evening in a row that I have been cat called at. I fucking hate it anytime. But tonight the guy was carrying a baby so it had an extra WHAT THE FUCK quality that isn’t usually present.
I’m going to ask Ellen if they do this in Sweden. They probably do, but I’ve been extra keen on immigrating this past month with all the stupid shit going on at state and federal level in government.