I keep meaning to post this but other photos got in the way. But I fucking love it for about nine million reasons
Appropos of nothing, I am finding that this song, Bloodbuzz Ohio, is aging extremely well.
My dad’s having surgery today. I just talked to him on the phone before he went to the hospital. It was about 6:30 AM his time. We talked about how corporate America conspires against the little guy and the phone companies are trying to make us all deaf, which is OBVIOUSLY TRUE, so do not argue with us. Think a good thought for Steve Attenberg today, will you?
I am actually having some lady problems over here. In multiple locations, because my body likes to dream big. So I’m in sonogram central for the next few weeks. It’s all supposed to be not a big deal. I look terrible in hospital gowns. It’s no fun to have to hustle to those early AM appointments so I can make it to work on time. My healthcare sucks, and my co-pays are sucking me dry.
I’m fixating on things I can complain about that have nothing to do with any sort of real worrying.
I’m going to read a book this weekend. I don’t know what yet. But something’s going to get torn up. I am going to read Vanessa Davis’s Make Me A Woman. Also I’m going to yoga with Molly on Sunday, and it is my other friend Vannesa’s birthday on Saturday night so we’re going to D.O.C. which is one of my absolute favorite places in Williamsburg, and both days I’m going to noodle around in my novel notebook and maybe even type something into that glaringly open word doc which is sitting on my desktop asking to be filled and finished and closed and done done done.
