June 14th, 2020


Pineapple Socks

If I owe you an email, apologies. Yesterday was a motherfucking train wreck inside my head (but not a literal train wreck, because my head's not that big), and then I slept less than four hours last night was was sick with sleep deprivation all today. God, I miss the days when I could stay out all night, come home at dawn, sleep three hours, wash, repeat. That was only twenty-three years or so ago now. Anyway, I'll get to email tomorrow, promise.

So, nothing to be said for today. I was too ill to even be anxious and depressed and scared. I was hardly able to maintain a solid state.

I don't know when I stopped listening to Elliot Smith, but Phoebe Bridgers has brought me back to him, just as Lord Huron brought me to Phoebe Bridgers.

Sunny, but lots of huge, beautiful clouds today. I kept thinking there would be a thunderstorm, but it never materialized. Very low humidity, so even with the heat index we only reached 90˚F. Which is a respectable enough early-mid-June temperature. Currently, it's 77˚F.

We're in Season Two of Mrs. Maisel now. Season Two is my favorite season so far. I think this is the fifth time we've watched it.

Aunt Beast

3: 59 p.m.