In which I do a meme.

A quick google doesn’t reveal to me where it came from originally, but the 12 of 12 idea is that on the 12th day of the month you take 12 pictures and put ’em on the innertubes. Vuboq does it sometimes. It’s what I did today.

Behold, twelve images of my twelfth of July:

I made eggs for breakfast. Mexican eggs. This is mainly because all I had in the pantry was tortillas and a can of tomatoes, and not because I love huevos rancheros. Honestly I’m pretty indifferent to the dish, but it fills the belly. Plus: it’s Mexican food.

I worked on a data entry project for NLW. It was pretty fun until the upload failed and I couldn’t fix it ’cause I had no freakin’ idea what to put in the PID field, since there were successful uploads with blank PID fields. I was all, WTF, AMAZON DOT COM, YOU COQUETTISH BEAST, YOU.

Then I made coffee. I rarely drink coffee any more; I usually drink tea (hello, sneaky English genes manifesting in weird dietary preferences!). It just sounded good, plus I have leftover for iced coffee tomorrow.

I checked the mail. It hadn’t come yet. Then I checked again, and there it was!

Money from mom! WHEW.

I sat on the porch! I drank coffee! I read sci-fi shorts on the Kindle! (I’m researching potential short story markets, yo, so I’m reading mags I don’t usually read. A lot of people have a hard time writing a riveting opening paragraph, I’ll tell you what.)

I went over to Loney’s and bought a basket fulla foodz. Since I am enrolled in the Cocky&Rude competitive diet, I will not reveal that I bought not just healthy veggies and chickpeas and stuff but also avocados and brie, because that would give you a good indication of how Wednesday morning’s weigh-in is gonna go.

I put my canned goods away in my bento cabinet, since I was too lazy to walk them downstairs to the pantry. I have sticky rice and nori in there, so I think there’s some avocado-cucumber maki on my food horizon.

Bindu was panting and hot in the afternoon, so I cooled her off with the hose. She dug it. Then she ran around cutely, shaking water all over everything.

Silly Netflix movies anyway. I didn’t watch this one, though I did get it into the DVD drive.

TACOS. Refried bean tacos with cheddar, onion, lettuce, sour cream, guacamole, and salsa. OM NOM NOM.

Wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine. Very cheap wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine.

What? Tacos, brie, and wine aren’t diet food? I CAN HEAR YOU THINKING THESE THINGS, AND I WANT YOU TO STOP. Maybe there’s a prize for gaining weight.