Day 7. Skeered.
(I mean, saying Trump is a giant suppurating boil on a warthog's ass - we're all in agreement there, right?)
Day 6. I now hate these “Day #” titles.
Ramon doesn’t know all the answers to the things I’m concerned about, which I told him is not very helpful. It would be really nice to have some certainty. Reminds me of that Sheryl...
Day 4. Comical Carrefour
Loading up on stuff (and nonsense). Also, shopping cart choreography.
Day 3. Well, that didn’t take long.
Keri gets mad, gets fit, gets fed, and then gets funky.