March 31, 2019

Hanging in the park, while the sun is out. Supposed to be cloudy later this week, but then a new forecast:

Got home and watched some Flying Witch. It was a lazy episode where they just read and laid around, so it was great and on point!

Clover’s lip is splitting from dehydration, I suppose we should fill eir bowl at night and loosen the chains during the day… seriously, it is embarrassing to walk around with a kid that looks like they survived a desert caravan lost in a storm. We live in ever-green Oakland. Water abounds. Kiddo apparently never had a fuck to give.

My right wrist is mending, but I’ll need to wear a brace on my left one for a few days.

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