i miss: my cat, my friends, bidets, toilets, washing my hands, showers, baths, just really everything associated with having running water (turns out that was a cool invention [i wish public bathhouses existed here that would solve a lot of my problems right now]), air conditioning, insulated living spaces, the list goes on
i dont miss: the extreme psychological torture, having to drive like 30 minutes to ever do anything
let's see how long this lasts
first, what we were greeted with when we first arrived,
second, a view out of one of the windows,
third, a view of the new bridge to canada from the nearby boat launch that is fiercely guarded by a lot robocop
she went to the diner with us because it was important that the waitress there met her
return of subtle toning, this time less subtle (but still subtle)
july '25
all these years and hundreds of miles and i'm still playing videogames with people late into the night where the best move for hot food and snacks is to go down to the local gas station. truly a time honored tradition
you read about the usa 100 years ago and you go "damn it sounds like getting attacked by wild dogs was like a coming of age thing- a sort of tragedy that befell the old masters, that necessitated a whole profession around catching and preventing the formation of roving dog packs, what happened to us as a country? why don't i ever get attacked by wild dogs like the artists whose work so inspires me?" and then it happens to you and you go "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh I See"
wet fall my beloved
pwyc all ages punk continues to be where it's at, also the bookstore it was at is quite cool
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@999999999 wishing you the best, good luck!
@(: ya we ran away from home. we're detroiters now, for now. it's going okay so far. very different set of challenges here but wayyy more of an art scene / communities here so i'm excited. we just need to Not Die
oh, did you move out?
the clanker looks like an ostrich!!