I am in here.
I hate getting older — it forces me to readjust my preconceptions of what “young” is constantly. “Thoroughly unprepared, we take the step into the afternoon of life; worse still, we take this step with the false assumption that our truths and ideals will serve us hitherto. But we cannot live the afternoon of life … Continue reading qotd 2
Before I compose a piece, I walk around it several times, accompanied by myself. –Erik Satie
Blog the bar… ok. Where we are at now is a bar called Teller’s. It’s called that because it occupies the building of what used to be a bank, before I was in high school. After that, it was several kinds of shops, including a (very tiny) mall. But the latest incarnation has taken root, … Continue reading fern bar lunch
Since my morning is almost over, comments are not inappropriate. I just got through taking 2 of my 4 cats to the vet. Newton has bad cavities, it turns out, which is why he isn’t grooming himself. It also explains the horrible cat-breath. Beeper’s ear is better, though the doctor can’t see her eardrum yet. … Continue reading my morning
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