this week, we had little arthur bring in lot's of rain and wet, filling the woods with mushrooms. i ate wild blackberries by the handful
on wednesday, i got the on the calculation of volume(s) I and II handed on to me from @shortladyleggers. i'm grateful and excited to get started in on them. finn came by that night and we watched some baseball together. we talked a little and caught but mostly we sat quiet together. it was a really good day
on thursday night, i dreamt of cars made with whole living people bolted inside, confined inextricably, but extended visibly around the edges of the seats, the doors, the body panels on all sides. the space they took made the cars hard to use, taking up all the room where a passenger's feet should go, blocking the doors from opening all the way. the dream felt like a nightmare until i looked into one's face. their peaceful expression of bliss confused me so much, i awoke
last night for rage, we ate motor city pizzas ,drank dollar bucket nonsense, and talked about green lightning, the death of chihiro, the capacity of small venues, and spear high privet. we talked about mount everestone mountain, st john's wort's shrubbery, title fraud granny, loud cousins, and all kinds of lizard business. we didn't talk about bootleg coin laundry crackers or deadname popeye's specials, but we didn't not talk about them either. i had a good visit with two-fry. she showed me her big jump and loved the new treats i brought her so much that she killt them. it was so nice
for a while now, i've been ready to wander down to the possum trot to forage free coffee and maybe a donut, and see-who-to-say-hi-to, but boba hadn't been ready to let me go, but now she is
