Settler words&music in S'ólh Téméxw, (leanpub.com/upsun) living where privilege meets precarity in MST country. she/her/they———– Novels: Midnite Moving Co., Upsun; Sweep Off Those Waves coming soon, Hair Sinister after that. —Restore All Indigenous Lands!
I’m not too worried about him. He actually told me before he left, which he doesn’t normally do. All I can hope for is that he stays hydrated and doesn’t have any construction detours.
Zanne is here, the enshinening continueth.
frackin hot outside. AC working okay
2045 words. Finally unstuck but it’s not great, I have to be super careful what I write and how so I don’t bash myself too hard wrapping things up.
I get to do it because Jeff’s away still.
Something big and smelly caught fire on Mitchell Island and everything stank for a while last night. Air conditioner off until the temp starts to climb at sunup – it’s quite nice and cool right now at 19 degrees C.
Spent many hours with Paul yesterday going through all his appointments, setting appointments, putting together a family document with all of his health related to dos and contacts, then spent a while on the phone with Keith downloading. There is supposed to be a family meeting later this week. Paul’s supposed to tell his gf this week, what a non-joy that will be, following up with it.
Buster demanded to be let out this morning but he came back promptly for his breakfast. One night Jeff was gone he was out all night because the cat door was locked and he snuck out while Mike was leaving and I didn’t notice. He was super subdued when he came back at 5 am but not beat up, he had no new scratches.
He very obviously misses his hoomin.
I’m rewatching Sandman. It’s so much better with the middle of one episode, won’t say which one, gone… skipped almost half an hour. I don’t need to see that again and I understand the point Gaiman was trying to make but YUCK.
Really really re-enjoying Boyd Holbrook’s performance as the Corinthian. brrrr
49th Shelf remarks:
And Dissonance Engine (November), by David Dowker, is an exploration of time, cognition and loss; the intersection of dream and alternate reality amidst myriad systems of control.
So that gives something to look forward to.
picture me screaming about the trash