bloodteethandflame

This is the sound of me chickening out.

I had written a post early in the morning,  but I kept having to put it in drafts, only to come back to it several times.

Since I kept starting and stopping while writing, I reached point wherein I realized that I’d lost my train of thought after the fourth or fifth time because we were flying to DC for the week this afternoon.

It was definitely a major case of Postus Interruptus.

So here I am drinking an apple pie moonshine.

Hail Loki!