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apartment 2A is open (2025-50 weekly post)

phew: between sickness, christmas, 3 late nights, racoons, and karaoke, i barely wrote: just a revision to a beautiful tale of nannyhooks, literally yesterday

oh well!!!!!

and i cleaned some site code up and learned some haskell and drew pictures on my ipad. why would i try to learn haskell? i wont use it in my life

here are some good karaoke songs

  • life during wartime (talking heads)
  • love shack (its fun voices)
  • punk rock girl, by dead milkmen
  • bug like an angel (as a bit, lower the mood)

in addition

in another year, perhaps the next year, might expand these into retrospectives, as a bit (synonym for resolution)

let them know its christmas time this year (2025-49 weekly post)

bc it is december and bc its therefore holiday season, we put our tree up for the year and watched terrible christmass movies. its a cultural thing: once child actors no longer bring us celebrated joy, we put them in intentionally bad holiday movies, as a humiliation ritual. this, the tv says, is why you never should be famous. its better being quiet, after all

(what i mean to say: i finished revising the first half of the Revolution this week: exciting. it was my goal to get it by the end of the month, and i was (thankfully) done by the third. now i only need a way to publish)

how to make a thanksgiving meal (2025-48 weekly post)

mac and cheese. it must be baked. stovetop is a different meal and we all know this but to chance the names would deny our language its fluidity, which im thankful for, ok?

(submitted twice, its an end of the month thing. returning to Lucas and Diane for some lovely new additions, otherwise working the same; started tv-watching house; first week off of work (dont worry, vacation); saw kevin barnes live in nyc again, im like those people who love phish and all their versions)

here i have a sailors thumb (2025-47 weekly post)

here is the deal: mondays and thursday are for reading my stories, revising—to stay familiar; tuesdays and fridays are A Small Pain (this week we’ve got our “hero” home to watch tv, skipped him outside to show him avoiding events); wednesdays are for the Revolution revisions, thus going on

i’ve submitted Buzz now to a contest. i like it a lot

visiting friends, prepping thanksgiving

life moves this way now

we droped the bomb it didnt work (2025-46 weekly post)

course i forgot to do one last week, out of the habit

this, the same as everthing, is fine

i drew this a girl on a book cover

i’ve been flowing along with writing as usual: reviewing shorts, wednesday’s for novels, them im doing this small thing called “A Small Pain”: a “hangout novel”. also tryna code some backend stuff for more interactive webart, instead of being like others, learning twine. why? causei find twine difficult. its easier to build from nothing, huh (God said this once)

what if i wrote here about my personal life? would that be silly? i used to journal formulatically weekly, but it grew to be too big a time commitment. i’m also reading thomas poynchon now, chapter a day. he’s a short story writer, i didnt know this. his novels are short story collections, almost all