A couple of things got straightened out today and in consequence my mood’s considerably lighter.
If Jeff or I say in future that we ‘elsewhere wendeth’ you can pretty much be assured we’re either hitting the head or fixing to die. (It’s a Time Team reference.)
did I die laughing reading this, ALMOST but not quite.
I’m starting to mail photocopy art and crafted paper to people, I’m obviously losing my mind.
I have started a long poem called The Dark Book; it’s a meditation on Moloch and it’s going to be really dark and ugly and written like a spell book or scriptures. It’s going to be at least thirty pages long, quite dense, possibly longer. I don’t need another project but it’s a really great place to put my anger about a certain show ending.