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I'm almost falling off the edge of the world, just hanging in there, for you, by my fingernails.
I'm working for Historica again this summer, but not for the encyclopedia. I'm writing and collecting content for a number of high school and primary daytimers. It's a little dry, but I'm working on spicing it up.
I'm renting an office for the summer, in the back of my friend's silkscreening studio. I'm subletting it, rather, so it's cheap and roomy and far more conducive to my concentration than my house, which is dirty and smoky and full of loud people. The studio is also sometimes full of loud people, but not nearly so much. Right now I can hear a silkscreening lesson being given:
"The ink is like blood, and this is like your cock. You CAN'T get that blood on your cock."
"So this is like my ink condom?"
"Yeah."
Convocation is tomorrow, and my mom is coming to visit today. This should be an interesting couple of days...
I'm working for Historica again this summer, but not for the encyclopedia. I'm writing and collecting content for a number of high school and primary daytimers. It's a little dry, but I'm working on spicing it up.
I'm renting an office for the summer, in the back of my friend's silkscreening studio. I'm subletting it, rather, so it's cheap and roomy and far more conducive to my concentration than my house, which is dirty and smoky and full of loud people. The studio is also sometimes full of loud people, but not nearly so much. Right now I can hear a silkscreening lesson being given:
"The ink is like blood, and this is like your cock. You CAN'T get that blood on your cock."
"So this is like my ink condom?"
"Yeah."
Convocation is tomorrow, and my mom is coming to visit today. This should be an interesting couple of days...