+10, ugh, sundaft punk that i am, finally this afternoon finished that theme mod so teed & unproductive, days spent there, lost, finally, piece by detail gave up objectives–infested as they were, could I be so stupid?, so anal?, so dogged?, or they all so bad? does look bad assy, though, really, but so unproductive considering equiv work could’ve done on nov.

she says i’m only one of his customers she’ll deal with now while he’s in for two months (10 nov) for parole violation in the end. not sure. so long, so little sleep, so little nutrition, so blackholed, hard to tell as relativities slip and slide (& eyem no einstein).m,butold her it wasn’t so big or good last time so she stepped up, nuggety, vegas, but no even mediciney, more like caustic, but anything for so long and geeked like i do/have will get that way, not very high but chugging chugging on along tense-shouldered and tongue-raw. so something’s in there.

go over cooking questions, burn qual, taste, she says: b12. ah, yes. familiar. logicali, too.

carpet grows clearer:host to bright bits o’ brillo & crumbs o’ crack cosugarcaine.

dog grows restless: out for mins per day, not until five or six or…

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