So one of the crappy things about my job is that it’s hard to clock out – I regularly feel stressed, it’s hard to feel like I’m not working or at least to not always feel like I ought to be working. Tonight I had two lovely hot drinks, though, which helped me punch the time clock in my head – a hot toddy and a hot brick (the latter is 1 shot of whiskey, 1 teaspoon butter, one teaspoon sugar and a couple or three total pinches of cinnaman and/or nutmeg and/or cloves; serve in a coffee mug, it’s delishush).

AND my brother told me joke I like quite a bit, though I didn’t get it at first. It’s a pun in spanish.

Que hace el pez? Nada.

Ja ja ja!