sept sept september

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so I not really feeling like i want to write but I am just because it's something I thing is good for me like vitamins or excercize or following through with a commitmitment that doesn't sound as fun at the appointed time as it did when the appointment was made...speaking of appointments, I should try to see a dentist soon...sigh.

It is a truely beautiful day. Last night I met a really good old friend on 14th st who helped me feel slightly less bizarre and gave me music. Next to me is a donut of cat. My internet connection is working and Bernardo hasn't turned off the electricity.

Soon I'll go hang out in the garden and maybe read a book. then I will hang out and drink wine and meet people who are coming to look at the room we have for rent.