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Yesterday managed to be exceptionally grim, and I suppose I'll blame the weather. Today's an aftershock. But at least it's a little warmer, currently 73˚F. Still cloudy, though.

Sitting here, just before I began this entry, it occurred to me that babies born the day that Elizabeth committed suicide will soon turn twenty. Which utterly fucking blows my mind.

Yesterday was spent on Alabaster: The Good, the Bad, and the Bird, checking over art, proofing the letterer's lettering, etc. Today I hope to finish compiling the manuscript for Houses Under the Sea: Mythos Tales. Tomorrow will be spent at the storage unit in Pawtucket. Thursday will be spent with Christopher Geissler at the John Hay Library.

The March issue of the Journal of Vertebrate Paleontology finally showed up yesterday.

It's an exciting goddamn life.

Yes, An Actual Beast,
Aunt Beast

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kiki60
Jun. 9th, 2015 06:19 pm (UTC)
When Augusten Burroughs lost his partner to Aids, He thought eventually he would feel better. Later, he learned this is just his life now. He would never feel better again.
greygirlbeast
Jun. 9th, 2015 07:59 pm (UTC)

Yes.
everville340
Jun. 10th, 2015 06:34 pm (UTC)
"Le Meneur des Loups" was a respite of solace in an otherwise horrid past week. Thanks for that.
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