Carp Week

new stuff

They Must Be Stopped.

by the time you read this, it's a daily routine:
"okay, we get it!"
no, but yeah, but seriously. i am completely fine with the lackluster points of my day-to-day life, lacking luster in even the most seemingly-lusterous parts. i am okay with it.
next, i will decide if i can move, and if i really want to, and if i can realistically afford to, and if i am meant to, in an existential way.
after that, i will make something, because i just haven't in a while and it gets me down. i could blame hundreds of things, 67 of which are computers/computer-related minions, 12 of which are spectacular meteor showers, 3 of which are possible thyroid/gland problems or a slight gypsy curse, 11 of which are food consumption/money squandering/binging, 4 of which are backslashes/backslashes, and 7 of which are complete lack of gusto.
(hopefully my math is right. yes, yes, it is.)
finally, i will go where the wind takes me, because that's what i always do and i don't think i can live any other way. both walks have severe ramifications, it's a total toss-up.
as for right now, i was tossed up, but now i'm tuckered out/i'm 'bushed' and need to 'hit the hay'.

hay, here i come.




-