Saturday was a good day. Ray was at a sleepover. We’d just eaten at Mimi’s, which was delicious if not rarefied and always leaves you with the knowledge that food will not be a major concern for the rest of the day. I was with the love of my life, trading sarcastic comments and anticipating later planned activities.*
And then we saw the following bumperstickers:
“I’d Rather Be on Autofollow”
“My Gamer Fragged Your Honor Student.”
A good day.