Many apologies with the lack of update... hopefully by the next week or so we'll be getting our own internets so the awkward feeling I'm experiencing from writing this in the library can fortunately go by the wayside (and then can experience the luxury of snuggling with my new down comforter and writing my daily exploits)
Creativity has been booming. It's all bubbling up every which way and I'm trying to get all of the ideas down on paper... once my computer capabilities are restored I can get on the ball with everything I want to accomplish.
I'm missing everyone a lot lately, and the cold weather... my father and stepmother will be visiting in February... as for what is going to happen on Christmas, it may just end up like Thanksgiving. Quiet, but delectable.
My roommate and I are a particularly peculiar pairing. What was sparked due to his adoration with BBC programming and a law office we pass on our daily epic journey through three towns to my cafe, Peebles and Gracy, we're determined to make our own sitcom of sorts. Except I be dah exact opposite of GRACE, yanno.
The predatory wasp of the palisades was stuck in our window today. but just like THAT, he escape artist'd that shit.
Photos and more commentary will be available in future entries, but for now, 'dis boat needs to keep paddlin' along this momentous monday of miscellanous milling about margarita-land. (jest... tarpon is luckily too sleepy of a greek town for those ridiculous parrotheadfreakos.)
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