Not a quarter, not a whole... just somewhere in between.
Similar scene here in Toronto. I'm watching the end of a game in which the Blue Jays got killed again. I got home at 3:00 (I come home early on Thursdays because Wendy works at night on that day) and Amado and I went for a two-hour walk in the park. Then I gave him a long bath and he's just gone to sleep. Immediately I cleaned up the house and now I'm nuking dinner made and frozen this weekend. My blood sugar is at 0 and you know that's trouble. Typical day, really.
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