So far no word from the Queen about my Knighthood/Earlhood/Lordhood. For now, just to be safe, you may address me as "Your Lordship." So much better than "Hey dumbass." Her Majesty is very touchy about these things, you know. Maybe I shouldn't of emailed the Prince of Wales with "how's it hanging Chuck?" in the subject line. Too informal? Maybe so. I'll keep an eye on the mail.
I mailed a letter to my aunt in England from the british post office. 75 cents. Was hoping for free, but I'm not a British soldier, so that may explain it. They are watching there too, just in case my notice goes to the wrong place. Maybe I should talk to the Canadians as well. Can't be too careful, you know. Maybe I should hit up all of the commonwealth countries. Alert the Aussies! G'day Mate, any mail for me? With like the royal coat of arms on it? No. What does "bugger off" mean anyway?
Busy day yesterday solved 6 of 8 crisisisisis. We had suture class again on our donated chicken parts. Beautiful boneless, skinless chicken breasts. We thought about taking them back to the Ddfac. "Does this chicken taste stringy to you?"
Here's a picture of "Z" with her masterpiece:
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