Hungry. Awake. Fingers cold. Left knee improving slowly; today I do not limp. Fingernail ugly, tightly bandaged, protected. Still liking the pine trees outside my window. Still absolutely adore
jackiecat. All photos 1992-1997 in a shoebox, for culling and reordering; albums will arrive in a week or so. Still musing on dilating my irises.
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Has anyone ever told you you're weird?
And I mean that in a good way ;-)
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