It is I. My phone has been left behind. Communication just got more interesting. So ga far so good. I am writing from a corner of the world. About to head out in a bit. Interesting photography exposition, some intense but just different perspectives and lives lived, some not how you imagine, some feeling like there is no home, some feeling like dying already, some numbing themselbes from pain. What do ues omce do? And what has led them to se that, some have been victims and the system turns them into criminals. Anyway ,y countown is up and the dogs are playing tag. The noise finally quiety
14/1/2025 @ 22:24 Original
Class next week but not for this one. Later and then later again in February. It is what it is. Couch with entitled dog that pushes me off her throne. As she should. All dogs deserve to be this spoiled, lol. Oops, I mean this spoiled. Lots of cooking today. Made Thai and Mexican. I'm not like that weirdo Mormon girl that makes everything from scratch because let's be real, it is all for show. I must say it was good. The obvious is almost a week away, but good night, y'all.
10/1/2025 @ 6:46 First Iteration
Woof woof, I am lying down on the couch, resting after going to the park. There were a lot of dogs today and I played with some of them. Some of them are too into their ball and they don't want to play tag but I do insist. This bigger dog growled at me but whatever, I still showed him. Mom says I am starting to smell like popcorn and cheetos, which is really not a big deal as she thinks it is. It is just my body odor after all. I am a bit stressed as that means she will have to give mea a bath soon! I detest baths although I do like how shiny my fur is after. I get compliments at the dog park! Makes all the other dogs jealous. Going to snooze some more
6/1/2025 @ 2:21 Original
NYE countdown for this rat. Going ot ring in the new year with a souce slice of moldy pizza and chill by the train. Maybe hang out with some friends. Ummm new years resolution is more trash and snit err rat
28/12/2024 @ 22:51 Original
Creation Lake is a novel from a writer at the height of their capability. Every bit of it, or almost every bit of it, from the self referential winks at the end to the digressions into water tables and pre history has a place and purpose. It isn't howeber, just well constructed. This Kusnher masterpiece spends time with the characters. It has been soe time since I've been so simultaneously res * repulsed, intrigued, and terrified of a main character before. Her 'Sadie' isn't some super spy. She's arguabley * sic* way too grounded in the rational. (See the scary part above). Her gaping flaws are one of the man amain ways she becomes relatable. Just read it.
15/9/2024 @ 14:03 Original
Election seazon if San FRancsco is heating up. We all know who;s gonna win and you have a mr Preston to thank fo it. This totally is NOT Longonn Bred but thank u like India for pushing for that extra year supervisor. That referwence doesn't but me in Mr *MS Breeds age
7/9/2024 @ 14:42 Original
Allow me to recount my affairs with the Mexican circus. Stepping back in time, I found myself as a child, wandering into unknown, whimsical territories. The circus had struck our city, making a humble middle school parking lot, its vibrant stage. A grand tent, mirroring the swirling hues of a spectral butterfly, stood strong, demanding attention. The paths that led my mother to this arcane spectacle remains an enigma, but in her wisdom, she ushered us all to the captivating spectacle. My early years had tasted a glimmer of a circus in TJ, yet the details have slipped through my fragile childhood memory. This, however, was different. This circus swayed my heart with the rhythm of its hypnotic charm. My mind was bewitched, specifically by the act where colorful costumes were altered within the blink of an eye. The circus's thrilling dance filled my young soul with such inspiration that dreams of joining them under the spectral butterfly tent started to ripple through my daydreams. Such a life, though infinitely enchanting, wasn't destined for me. The cosmic orchestra had composed a different symphony for my journey. Nonetheless, the circus continued to pirouette around the states, seeding pearls of jovial memories in the pristine chest of my childhood. An ephemeral respite perhaps, but indeed, a cherished recollection of unadulterated joy and clamoring wonder. The Mexican circus, thus, forever imprinted its fiery signature onto the canvas of my early years.
19/8/2024 @ 1:06 Second Iteration
I done went to the cazino and played my hand as it dealt. One near miz with a numbe r four later I felt re invigorated as though touched by beautiful manicured hands or fate or faith god head. More money please.
18/8/2024 @ 16:49 Original
Hello they are out here saying thst I can't be typing in this *&tch no more I say hurrah Augst means PG E will paiud I don't usually pay them until they threaten shutoff Leaves trunt ovaer eh eh eh Been listening to a lot of KEXP Wht else? Big lufe life is Olypmic I've eaten worse Chacnes. Leeks . Heir to the Tone
4/8/2024 @ 2:18 Original
I was crawling my way around downtown's sewers. What can I say? I'm a rat. I miss Blondie's. Free pizza falling through the holes. I want to visit family in New York City. Anyway, I saw my u buddy the who's name is Colin/ Colin the cockroach. He was roachin' and listening to Steve Roach on his speaker.
31/7/2024 @ 18:15 Original