77, it's not easy being cheeto Everyone's become really resourceful I've DIY-ed a lot too My whole damned life is makeshift at this point Maybe economic collapse is the ...step baba of invention? The wicked, wicked one The summer desert winds are suffocating and itchy Like if a massive hairdryer was also trying to exfoliate you, all the time Baba's not handling it very well He's always curmudgeonly but lately it's been harder to pretend it's charming Pointy. He's been pointy. My brother and I are trying to enjoy our last dusty, scorching weekend of freedom Nobody's going up to the coast :( Is this what it is to be a Cheeto? How to maintain baby skin/last bloop of sanity in Mad Max weather conditions: -many cold showers, don't bother towel drying My new project is a greenhouse. I want to grow aloe vera again-- I remember a really lush one sprouted 5 other babies. I got them rainbow pots. Because I'm gayer when I garden. I could save on skincare too. Hm... Dr. N wants me to be more social I've decided plants count. Did I tell you about the yoga studio in the neighborhood? I was so excited. I've demanded Korean noodle reparations from Kosha for the bad sad sex and he agreed. Socializing! Ugh. Remember the girl named sunrise? In Hamburg? Who I technically slept with but didn't sleep with after her mama passed away? She's in Cairo We both had breakdowns around the same time Also turns out her cousin is my cousin's wife. So that's terrifying. Generally safer to be queer with very foreign foreigners. I think Dr. N wants me to talk to her. Not ready. Bleak is yellow/orange for Arabs. Grey is refreshing. Maybe when the weather is less oppressive and there are fewer question marks circling... |