and today would still not be satisfied. bloody heck, I felt like a regular 8-4 member of the rat race. And this doggone BB is gonna be a friend breaker... I can tell.
but rather than whine... there are highlights, from the gross pregnant lady that 'accidentally' bumped into me and totally cancelled any possibility of eating for a couple hours. then tthe girl with the dreadful long toe nails with the awful saggy bag sandals; she was so nice. Eventually had some bess curry at the Tiki Masala place in Long Circular mall where the counter girl found it funny that I still didn't know what anything was. Sat hoping for some minutes of solitude when up walks a stranger, "I know I iz a man and I am supposed to like this but. your top button is open. I seeing yuh business."
Came this close to asking a gunta (white tee, three quarters) to umbrella me to my car... the humanity.
Quicky stint on the Aveune for some vodka to chase the blues with Kev, turned into random Pricesmart run for prints. I don't have a pricesmart cart, think that's an important bit of intel.
and my brother's stapler that's been idling in the car for months, ah I've finally found a use for it... sweet.
Oh, the first Rituals magazine is off to print. moonwalk
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