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>INVENTORY You are carrying cup of coffee, tiny dog, stack of books, way too much information about hollow earth theory sidhe/hrrr
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Am reading a book with an unlikable protagonist and I have to admit, I, like, like my characters likable. Not unflawed. They can be deeply flawed. Just not misanthropic.

Maybe I should put it back?

I found it! I found Nature’s butthole!

Rhode Island is a beautiful melting pot where people from all over the world become Italian

Saw a dog figurine at the antique store the other week and I can’t stop thinking about it. Maybe it’s cursed? I must have it.

If by "temple" you mean a crumbling altar to a forgotten, cyclopean cephalopod, then yes my body is one of those

Had to say goodbye to my buddycat Scout last night. He was a very good boy.

work in progress Sæhrímnir is the name of the boar that gets killed and eaten every night in Valhalla.

Taxhisass Chainsaw Massacre

Contemplating the gross onomatopoeia of the word “smear.”

I have been casting and scouring in a beastly manner since we rounded the Horn and now I must use a rusty adze to wrest bewormed rye flour from a reasty hogshead deep in the wretched bowels of this godforsaken vessel bound for I know not where. Anyhoo, here’s Wonderwall

In these unpredictable times I really should save my mone—

Trying to avoid working by quantifying my genre consumption so far this year. Feels unusually light on nonfiction. Also the fantasy novel was definitely a mystery as well so that category should be weighted.

"Tumble me in the hayloft and rifle through my skirts as if thou hast misplaced The Grail between the folds. But must thou rip my girdle in twain like a man strained upon the rack? (And what of my rack, Lathaniel? For that was the last of my bodices.)" www.mcsweeneys.net/articles/ple...

i wanna the coffee

your secret “Ho Name” is your first name. followed by your last name.

It smells like beef stew in my office. Either someone was enjoying it for breakfast or this is some kind measure to increase productivity.

winter skin

*retrieving the charging cord from the floor next to my bed* i am an athlete

I got that dog in me (I’m scared of the doorbell)

A black dress. A good steak, bloody. Table graced with a sharp and heavy knife. What should be cut first?

Happy Valentine’s Day!

roommate: oh hey you are back from your date early me: love’s haunted