Jake is macho and has to brag about his doings, even if there weren’t any.
Silly cat! LOL!
If there’s no change for the worse, that’s good.
I was dreaming about camp, and there were a lot of 11-year-old Mexican girls there, and I dreamed that someone ate the empanadas I brought home for DP.
Kathleen has a bag of sweets they gave her, and it’s all pretty alien. She liked the marzipan, but “hot and salted tamarind pulp” doesn’t sound very appealing.