Last Week's Report

Last week was a bust—I got sick and did only half the work I was trying to do. Sweat and shivered all of Monday night. Stayed home Tuesday and let my hair turn into nest for small animals. Didn’t care.

In the case that you're concerned, I'm better now, ’cept for a lingering cough. The phlegm—it abides.

In other news, the cherry trees have popped and the sunlight's streaming down all the time and you're always finding yourself in these situations where you're hanging out in your shirt sleeves doing summertime-style shit with cumulonimbus clouds of pale-pink flower petals floating in the trees above you.