we’re watching the Robert Space Industries trailer again. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

space

there’s this girl from college I lived with – my original Kathryn – and she had this sense of style that was… I don’t know how to describe it, maybe, but let me grab osme keywords: banthas, bright floral prints, flats, ORegon trail, BANG!, bad reality television. as far as I am aware she has alwys been Kathryn, at least since she had a chance to invent herslf in college. JOEL I KNOW but also, you probably agree with me, that Kathryn’s style was so unique as to be irresistible to buy gifts for and send links to, and things

A MAN NEEDS NOTHIN
BUT HIS PICK AND PAN!

and then w hen we performed it for Nicole and her sister and their parents(me ‘n my bro and sist and mom and dad) we like sang the chorus again and interpretive dancing the whole thing but at the end we were all

a man needs nothin
but his pick and GUITAR!!!!!

strumming our air guitars the whol;e time

did I mentione there’s a straw in this bubbly canned wine. like a lil juice box

I just found gold for the first time ever in mc (shut up im still a n00b) and all I can think of is the song I wrote for my homeschool “decade day” when we were studying the gold rush

GOLD GOLD GOLD
IN CALIFORNEY
SHOUT THE NEWS
ACROSSTHE LAND

it’s in capital letters in my head. too

on to round two, courtesy of my boss: boxed+canned wine. no joke. it tastes like hell and a new year

I’ve reached the bottom of this glass it is all vodka my eyelids are twitching

I’m sort of writng daugment too and I just mae another character. a “spindly-legged desert mutt who called himself Squid”

traaaaash

we’re watching something horrible called Centennial. “guns worth many beaver.” “we have plenty beaver.” it’s from lik the 70s and was a big tv event. its so expensively horrid. rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrracism! quuuuuuuality!

TOOOMMMMMM

mut admit sometimes I still call you Tibs in my head and you’re this eerie combination of featheres and curls and waaaat?!

but then you post about TF2 and I remember burd can’t game, so

but seriously, thanks for all the support, through all the things, all of ‘em, and cackling at me even when I’m doing well. :’D

ANNNNNAAAAA wow. what can I even say to you. I ship us. Angust. or maybe Augna. Augna sounds kind of like a northern goddess, which is what we’d be if we actually combined our powers. we would be a benevolent bt mischievous goddess of the northern woods and we would steal books from humans’ homes and sometimes we’d steal the smallest kittens and puppies from litters and turn them into our spirit companios