discourse synthesis today seems to be that n**ra t*nden interrupting people when she posts is not OK

accidentallied a breve bottle yesterday, noticed before i gave it to the child, thought i’d be smart slapping a squeeze top on it, not strong enough to squeeze a baby bottle, feel dumb again

there are three cups! (makin’ San Bei Ji)

PS i’m gonna rinse this jasmine

rest in piss rush!

she tried a few times to work out getting stuff to humans but it was a nonstarter on account of the complications

when i worked at a (non-union shop) grocery store (onion style headshot of me at 19 wearing a red apron captioned “assistant dairy manager”) my supervisor was able to buy the stale bread and spoiled produce for pennies on the dollar because she had a few pigs on the farm at home

now that it isn’t in constant sun, or rosemary is actually flowering, something that i didn’t realize rosemary even did, really

drew curtis’s fark enlightenment

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S-KuE2sp29U (fun performance!)

I’m sitting here playing the intro and fun run of augmented chords up and down a half-whole scale and the descending 13ths from the intro to Missile Blues over and over again (0:15 through 0:20) instead of learning any of the song

duct taping the end of a kite string to the two year old like my buddy used to do to “walk” his box turtle and rehearsing saying “i know how to get to the playground alone thank you” with him until he gets it through without messing up once, then opening the garage door