Pleasant long weekend two thirds of which was spent rereading Going Postal and Making Money,  and I wish he'd lived long enough and well enough to have Moist take on the tax system. Or maybe that was a throw away line and the subject matter would have elicited Hamlet's 'make her laugh at that.' Today it rained so I stayed in and played Squaredle and Addiction solitaire ergo a lost day.

Also at some point finished Spring Snow, which happily fell apart on me so I need have no qualms about sticking its brittle pages in the recycle. And Mishima actually lampshaded Ukifune in there, so go him, dweeb though he was.

Physio said I might feel the aftereffects on Sunday, and I did a bit, but the real achy day was today. I take this as a sign that my core strengthening exercises are actually working, so go me.