Move along citizen, nothing to see here. Just a fucking cyclone about to slide sideways into my word cave. Probably on Thursday.
I do like the reserved tone of my weather here.
So due preparations must be made, which is to say, snacks must be bought. No point hanging around for a climate cataclysm if you can’t enjoy it because you’re hungry.
I think I’ve got my macros covered.
But I should probs lay in some beer, too.