*thursday, july 20
Vic says I should update these more often. Yeah, well, I say his bike seat does NOT prove mass effencicee and that he shuld lern to spel whul at it. (I wrote that because I forgot how to spell half-way through the sentence. I'm sorry).
I've decided to start a list of reasons (or maybe not so much of a list as a paragraph?) I like the city. The idea probably came from Cora's poem "flower", or as my brain titled it "i hate the city."
Today was Thomas' birthday party, and I had totally forgotten how fun those really are. Or how you can just set kids loose in a playground-type environment (in this case, Amazon playground next to that place that sells carpets on St. Clair. You know the one) and they amuse themselves until you say it's time to eat. Or how good cake is when it's cake for kids, (like, angelfood "that soft kinda cake that's mostly icing... bring me angelfood." -ani) instead of fancy shit cake .
I'm going to write some reflections on that too, if I don't fall asleep first (arg. babysitting goes late but then I get driven home in a metallic bloo '72 vette, hoorae!)
How come I haven't gotten a letter from Kate? Arg.
~check ya later
