swarbles.
sometimes i sing.
sometimes i make things.
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i’m at my psychiatrist’s office and somebody upstairs is playing a very difficult piece on piano and they’re making small mistakes but i want to...
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Music makes the people come together
Holy frack! After lamenting over the absence of one of my most valued creative outlets, I am incredibly happy to...
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there's nothing in the constitution that says a dog can't design and regulate a currency system
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sometimes i name animals i see at the park or on the street and then wonder how they are months later
there is a duck named jimby who i have to...
fever all day with another weird thing going on that is either unrelated or related and wicked nefarious. took a lot of advil. finished watching bob’s burgers and started watching the it crowd. feeling really wretched. sleepy time up north.
i did, however, finally finish my draft email to my deer silk friendy fellow. it’s three pages long, and there’s an entire page that is just me listing off how difficult things have been. and then a half page about how nice things have been. and then the other page and a half is everything that i should actually send to him, and omit everything else, but i like writing him long emails because, although his emails are never quite as long, they’re usually much more sweet. plus it’s always nice to reach out to people sometimes.
whether or not he cares is another thing entirely. i think he might. at least a little.
