Up at nine. Showered. Awake all day. March bills all paid and the billingbitch at the dentist properly and very calmly rebuked *. Stayed hydrated and medicated. Stuffed full by six. “We” are bombing Ecuador. On the glide path to early redshifted bed. Just need to remember to brush and max out my threonate. Self-counsel. Small precious feelings of right-track to nurture with dreaming.

Then it will be Friday with a reasonable chance of rebirth.

* I’m thinking that if I get the new dentist down in Silver, then I’ll be forced to figure out how to get there one way or the other every six months. In March, in case there’s a festival, and then in September to pay the yearly on the placeholder PO box.

An ALiner would fix everything, but the Shell would be enough. Find the way mijito? Time will tell

and on the other hand why would i want to force myself to anything