THINGS I HAVE DONE IN THE PAST 24 HOURS
- Removed not one, but two doves from our dining room. (What is it with me and birds?) Apparently they came in through a broken windowpane, which I’ve since mended. I toyed with donning a green skirt suit before going after the Poor Little Things, but it seems I don’t own one. Pity.
- Closed a show. It was a totally fun show to do, but still: yay.
- Began packing for a teensy road trip to see my bio-mom on her home turf, which is, oddly, something I’ve never done. Afterward, I’ll be heading to Atlanta for the weekend. (The bf is spinning at Mary’s: you are witnessing the return of DJ Punch And Pie.) Ladies of the 404, drop a line.
- Became slightly nauseated at the sight of feeder bands in the night sky. I know Edouard isn’t coming for a visit, but what can I say? I’ve been scarred.
- Eaten too much duck before bedtime, which didn’t do anything for my sleep habits, but did reiterate my feelings for foul.
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