The baby is bathed, changed, fed and now in mom's hands for the rest of the night. I've begun consuming what will hopefully be an absurd amount of bad calories. Soda is cold and in supply.
LET'S DO THIS, PEOPLE. Doesn't sound like the CW opener or women's battle royal were anything all that special, and Revival/Job Squad thus far feels right out of Main Event.
I'm counting on everyone to get me through these next 6? 7? 8? hours.