Tuesday: the end of vacations

It always seems as if they'll last forever, and then suddenly it's the last night, and I'm forgetting to check in for my flight.  I hope things are better for everyone in this new year, but I'm afraid that I'll be making this trip less often than I want.

 Brunch.

 Ricky.

 There should probably be a limit on how much Sandman should be ready in a day. I read a third of volume two, and that's certainly above that limit.

 I mostly tied for winning the train game.

 I had a thought, and Tumblr confirmed it. Marshal is the tsundere squirrel.

Brief lives.