Cyprus J cut my hair and R didn't notice and if she didn't, was satisfied he'd done a good job. J had been to California for a family wedding and told me of it unstoppably on auto, jet-lag included.
Lots of Yesterday thinking about what happened the day before and getting mangled by time.
When do you write about yesterday?
Tomorrow silly. Or today.
Is note taking allowed?
This is maddening, was maddening, is ... oh I give up.
I worried for S the Academic and his water-babe. No news. He's cradled on her swell or drowned for sure.
R studio sparkly cracking Moroccan jokes, and from having no clue what we were about, we now have too many ideas. Reflected late that her no-notice of haircut meant nothing what-so-ever.