Things that have been going on:
Joe came to visit and painted a floating Teddy Roosevelt head
on Holly’s wall.
I went to pledge formal dressed as the Childlike Empress.
Got toasts and kisses. There was too much naked.
I have been writing lots of notes to myself, forgetting about them, and finding them later. They say things like “even in my dreams I rely heavily on air quotes” and “how do you absolutely feel?”
How do you absolutely feel?
A new theme at the house has been “the joys and hazards of living with an art student.” Such as: there is barbed wire and cigarette butts in the Jell-O. And: at three in the morning in a dark kitchen, clumps of sawdust on a cookie tray can look deceptively like apple crisp.
I don’t think it is possible to love Jesse any more than I already do. Look at him. Look!
In other house news, Jess took Binx to get fixed. Bye-bye, Binx’s manhood. You were a smelly manhood and shan’t be missed.
Ilana got married and the wedding was beautiful and perfect. The amazing Kat and I looked after many a bebe and it was verygoodtimes. Babies in tiny formalwear and yamikas are awesome. Kat Godfrey is awesome. Chocolate fountains are awesome. Children’s television programming is dreadful.
I made a friend on the internets. *waves*
Things happened at Linda’s and Skylight and Fuse and The Cave and they were all fun and everybody involved was exceptionally good-looking.
Other things have happened but I’ve mostly forgotten them. This is why I keep this godforsaken blog in the first place. Bah.