Well, fucking wordpress crashed after I was almost done with this post, and didn’t autosave for some reason, so fuck it, we are doing a truncated version. WE’LL DO IT LIVE. Just God’s way of saying, less is more. And also, back your shit up.
Speaking of crashing, I had a fun little crash out last night after seeing strobe lighting and waiting out a tornado watch. Have pity on me, midwesterners, it’s objectively spooky.
Since the uptick in thoughts of a dark nature, I decided to seek out some community mental health services. Very conveniently, the Dupage branch of NAMI had it’s support group this evening. My experience was mixed, though through no fault of their’s. It seems like an amazing resource, AFAIK there’s nothing really like it in phoenix.
Finally, a bit of serotonin from the cosley zoo, and a sketch I did of one of the lamps in the Activitea coffee shop. Tomorrow will probably be a slow day. I do want to get fresh air, but I feel raw and ragged on the inside from the non-stop adrenaline. Oh, perhaps another trip to the Lisle library. That was a cute little place, and I like that the address number is 777. They had Robyn-shape compatable little tables, and the section I sat next to also seemed to be for me.
OH ALSO. OK, if you don’t think this is a crazy and silly coincidence, you have no whimsy and I am uno reversing the buzzkill allegations. I got taco bell for lunch, and as I was driving to the zoo, sipping my baja blast, i saw a custom license plate that said “pilkus”. I JUST. Why in God’s name would you have that as a plate. And why would you drive past me as I was sipping a baja blast, while im in wheaton, just 2 weeks out from— it doesnt matter. I laughed at the universe’s joke, whatever it may mean.
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