happy birthday, boy!

Today is my beloved monkey's thirtieth birthday.

You heard it here, folks . . .

explodingcat is a turdy old man

Typical Wednesday, except not.

So. nannar is recuperating here. I'll probably make him come back tomorrow.

I'm doing what anyone would do for a friend with six new titanium screws in his skull: making him yogurt smoothies and giving him juice. Meanwhile, I'm getting up from time to time to fix myself salads or olive and onion cheddar quesadillas.

We all found ourselves in the kitchen.

krasota: Bri, want me to make you a quesadilla smoothie?
nannar: What's in it? (in anyone else, I'd take this as *proof* of reduced cognitive function)
explodingcat: You don't want to know. *giggles*