Stop venting to ChatGPT; go to confession at your nearest Catholic church. You don’t even have to be Catholic; you just have to ask to confess. You can even debate with a priest for free, or you can give a donation, like donuts or apples. Or you can fight the priest. It’s like Dark Souls.
Daily Archives: April 19, 2025
Day 20,530
My breakfast with Cerberus (actually three lovely Irish wolfhounds—Raven, Desmond, and Ruth—hard to see where one giant pooch ends and the next begins).
I had banana walnut French toast; they had pancakes.
