Nothing forthcoming except some photography... particularly the heart tha jumped at me today. When making the chain around my neck, I was trying to have something to keep be grounded, protected etc... I couldn't find anything, so I used the zodiac as a placeholder. As soon as I got back to SA, still riding on a wave of good vibes and finally (!!) being about to feel shit again, I walked into a shop with my suitemate when an unmarked, unbarcoded silver heart pops onto the counter in front of me. More importantly, it was comfortable to the touch. Sure, this means I don't get gas for my car until next paycheck (Between that, Taryn's birthday stuff, and dinner, I have $5 to get handsoap and then it's just me and the moth in my wallet)

I know this is all very run-on etc. I'll get time to get the stuff I wanted to psot here up during Winter Break. Until then, I'm going nutsy

But, alas, the true reason for this journal...

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Don't question it. Just copy-paste it into your address bar and for the love of Jeebus, crank it to scare the neighbors.

I keep wanting to hop into my car and go back up. I have several theories as to why, but I need to get back to work.