late morning
Mourning among the stars... the new TC. Re-made/re-modeled. Re-located: the Guardian of the System.
Tuesday, I had my monthly session with Joe (Nobodaddy calls him by his last name). However, the water puddles had not yet vanished; the distance was immense for a bandaged foot: we had a phone session instead.
He said Kimothy, like a Rocketman, might not be back for a long, long time.
Suddenly I was much less Leery. (Trish took his Legend of a Mind to Pizza Hut, to play for Say Bra. He always knows exactly which way he's gonna go. Other than Rachel & her Frank L.)
I mostly just stayed home, typewriter fever, perfecting, crafting Sophie's work: Samael in a spaceship. I hit a snag, so put it aside when Bumble Bee Girl called home.
We fixed Hamburger Helper for supper, then she cleaned the kitchen, mostly dishes, as always. In spite of which, bravely struggling to keep going with the chores & her job, depression seems to be her preponderant mood right now. So I let her watch the Buffster kick ass.
Lunesta, which also turns you into Cranky Bear, put me to sleep fast, Toastie Bear on L, then I woke up at 6:00. Put on a pot of coffee & wished I had some pot. I need to sail the darkened seas in a great big U-boat to finish Andy Morlock's Dead.
Toasted frog for brecchie, coffee (as usual), swapped out the CDs. Am now preparing to travel to Pluto in my mind.
Tuesday, I had my monthly session with Joe (Nobodaddy calls him by his last name). However, the water puddles had not yet vanished; the distance was immense for a bandaged foot: we had a phone session instead.
He said Kimothy, like a Rocketman, might not be back for a long, long time.
Suddenly I was much less Leery. (Trish took his Legend of a Mind to Pizza Hut, to play for Say Bra. He always knows exactly which way he's gonna go. Other than Rachel & her Frank L.)
I mostly just stayed home, typewriter fever, perfecting, crafting Sophie's work: Samael in a spaceship. I hit a snag, so put it aside when Bumble Bee Girl called home.
We fixed Hamburger Helper for supper, then she cleaned the kitchen, mostly dishes, as always. In spite of which, bravely struggling to keep going with the chores & her job, depression seems to be her preponderant mood right now. So I let her watch the Buffster kick ass.
Lunesta, which also turns you into Cranky Bear, put me to sleep fast, Toastie Bear on L, then I woke up at 6:00. Put on a pot of coffee & wished I had some pot. I need to sail the darkened seas in a great big U-boat to finish Andy Morlock's Dead.
Toasted frog for brecchie, coffee (as usual), swapped out the CDs. Am now preparing to travel to Pluto in my mind.
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