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instant oatmeal, parking lots, candy

Today I copied issue 38 of the zine, washed dishes, and discovered a way to make our own instant oatmeal. Would you like to know? Put some oatmeal in the bowl. Put in the bowl leftover water boiled for tea. Add a couple spoonfulls of instant milk power. Add a shake of cinamon and some […]

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reading, medication

Today I wrote a letter to JSK articulate and true. I read Diamond in the Rough #4 and #5, which are journal entries by someone who had bariatric surgery. I’m reading Honeypot #5 which is just brilliant perzine–something very good about dating, relationships, communication. Her frustrations parallel mine. My favorite piece so far is descriptions […]

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Ellwood and Goleta beach, Erik’s pictures

radiant iceplant with bee you know how eucalyptus is Goleta pier in the evening He hasn’t had the chance to look at these, let alone mess around with them, so I’m posting without permission, and maybe he wouldn’t appreciate the by line, but they’re my favorites.

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alternative we

I wrote letters last night to one Saint Alexander, Ramon, and the person who sent me six zines and something she knitted. I am almost caught up and still owe something to my friend in Finland and the proser in Bishop who sent me two brilliant poems, especially the weird one. I am feeling totally […]

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pattern

My computer’s got this quirk. I can’t print any of my pictures through the regular methods. I think I’m missing a dll file. The only way I can think of right now to print is to post it somewhere and then print it by right-clicking and asking it that way. Which is fine. But I […]

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nothing much at all

Today I did jack shit, or I didn’t do jack shit, depending on your idiom. But, that’s fine. I was processing my weekend still. I’m slow. Also, my freedom allowed me the time to talk on the phone with my dear M for two and a half hours. I don’t do anything for two and […]

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the trip to Santa Maria

We went to Santa Cruz for dinner at Erik’s favorite place to get Sri Lankan food. The meal gave a good break in the driving so we didn’t get bored. We arrived about midnight and slept. Saturday we went to Santa Barbara so I could see my special someone. We ate Indian food at Spice […]

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leaving home

It’s supposed to hit 108 here today. Luckily, we are leaving for the weekend because the weekend’s supposed to be even worse. Earlier, Sunday’s high was predicted to be 112. No, we do not live in the desert. And no, it is not a dry heat! So, we are going Out of Town with some […]

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the stationary

This is made by the German brand but is the inferior of the two packets I purchased. The flowers are super-cute for variation, but the superior is an ivory plain and relies only on the excellece of the paper.

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yesterday in Berkeley

Yesterday Erik’s project scored out before lunch. I was set for a day of writing and was working on something autobiographical and difficult. When he came home, it was hard for me to tear myself out of writing-world and come back to reality. But I did, and we took a shower and went to Berkeley! […]