An odd, frustrating day. But it was a pretty odd, frustrating day. That's something. Sunny, and our high was (so far) only 79˚F.
The fox made its foxy sounds for a while early this afternoon. That was nice.
I dithered and grew increasingly angry with myself. To quote Thelma Ritter's character in The Misfits (1961), "I'm just so sick and tired of myself."
"I myself am an absolute abyss" -- Antonin Artaud
Please have a look at
the Big Cartel shop. Oh, and here's
my Amazon wishlist. Only 15 days left until my grim 58th birthday, I think.
Later Tater Beans,
Aunt Beast
3:32 p.m.