Keeping Track of What I’m Not Buying Two Three Pages: I require more lives. Unfortunately those four words bring to mind a (quite vivid) image of Renfield In Dracula; gobbling spiders and flies, attempting to wend their life energy somehow
Yes, this one’s about zip lining and heels. Another of the Two (well, more or less) Pages Series. Two Three Pages Last autumn I discovered in order to go snorkeling one must first know how to swim. Which I don’t.
Today my eyes look puffy and red and feel weak. (The light hurts. The monitor is burning a hole through my retinas as I write.) Today my lips are swollen and lined (along the inside) with tiny yet incredibly painful
Two Pages It’s tarantula season. And though I know tarantulas are harmless creatures who actually devour other, more harmful creatures I still think they’re disgusting. Because they’re hairy (I think) and magnified. So to speak. Smaller spiders are disgusting because
Two Pages Of Notes To Self This morning there was tea in a white mug with Peace Love Joy & Family written on it in red capital letters. I chose it specially as it seems we could use more of
Two Pages What got left behind? I loathe making dinner. I despise it. It is the absolute bane of my existence. It’s gotten so I don’t really enjoy eating dinner all that much. I’d just as soon have cereal. Or