Stuff

I have no shifts this upcoming week. Not one. No work.

I shaved my head.

These actually aren't unrelated: I don't like going into work totally bald, but a week's growth is okay.

Also, I made sourdough bread, which came out okay; not as good as my first loaf, not as bad as my last loaf. And I made Welsh rarebit for lunch.

Want work. Want money. Want energy, too.

I made fish cakes for dinner.

Never made them before, mainly because I just don't like fish. My mother used to make fish cakes, mainly because I don't like fish, but now that I'm all growed up, they generally just eat fish if they want fish, instead of making fish cakes.

See, fish cakes, the way my family does 'em, are a way to 1. stretch your food budget by adding cheap filler to food scraps, and 2. a way to attempt to get your finicky kids to eat fish.

The "recipe" I used was something like this:
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