the room you sleep in is cooler, has a new shape. the cats are friendly, but often sequestered to the sunroom. ann eats little, says little, and hears little. we ate shrimp slaw for lunch and took a walk. jack passion is in the chronicle, and will be giving a lecture on professional bearding in the city. i have a new wheel on my bike. there is a squirrel who will knock on the back door and eat peanuts out of my hand.
ali wants to make pasta from scratch. as long as i don't have to eat it. her grandmother died the same day as my dog. she lives a block from the climbing gym.
i feel like i should be doing something else. running around in a circle or pulling on my hair or beating on the wall with my fists. must have gotten that all out of my system. maybe i'll just apply for a job instead.
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