Spent monday with the friend who is kind-of-dying (almost died, could have the same thing happen again). Probably will take me all of tuesday to sort through my feelings.
We walked around the city and they got a tattoo of a line from the poem Invictus, “I thank whatever gods may be/for my unconquerable soul”.
conclusion of the car window saga!!!
I’m so excited, it’s such a relief to have a car window that rolls up and down again. And it feels pretty good to have done it myself!
I had to borrow a friend’s driveway and there was no shade, so I was literally dripping sweat less than halfway through. The glass, in sliding down into the door the final time, had come off its track completely and was SO DIFFICULT to get the thing back in, but!! I!!! did!!!
spider mention, non-lewd nude
Oh, good. Cool. Cool cool cool cool coolcoolcoolcoolcool.
Just walked into a huge indoor spiderweb, post-shower, fully nude. Definitely a full-body sensation I would have been happy to never experience. I suppose that will teach me to try to get to the kitchen before getting dressed. (no it won’t)
long, cycling (-)
Every time I think about cycling to the studio instead of driving, I think about all the big trucks that barrel down the road between here and there and how nervous I sometimes feel just as a driver of a small car, let alone a cyclist. Not to mention, no marked bike lane of any kind, parallel parking on the side of the road, medium speed limit that people take as a minimum speed.
It's just over a five minute drive and it's super frustrating I can't make it a safer bike ride.
I finally put flea poison on the back of Penny’s head, but she hates things on/around her head and neck so this turned into a day-long, rather traumatic affair. She’s been hiding in various spots around the room, mostly whatever small dusty places she can squeeze herself into. I think she’s forgiven me because she just crawled out of the shoes and up onto my chest, shut her eyes tightly and buried her face on me.
funny little self esteem observation
If someone sees my work and thinks it’s good, I react with imposter syndrome and immediately it feels like I’ve fooled them somehow.
But as I discovered last week, if someone is arrogant and tries to tear me down, I have this weird burst of self confidence— no, fuck you. My website is great and I’m going places and you can piss right off.
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