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I hate those sneezes that won’t come out. They stick, painfully wedged into a space somewhere between your nose and some spot behind your eyeball. SPRING HAS ARRIVED. Hello, world. It’s Thursday. The sun is out, it’s nice and sunny. That means nothing, because I don’t ever leave the fucking house. Both cats are sitting…

Happy Humpday, world. Yesterday’s clear skies have been replaced by clouds today. I’ve been up for a little bit. I woke up a little earlier than I have been lately, but not so early that I was upset about it. My sleep mask had slipped down to my neck. I laid there pretty confused about…

We don’t talk about the obsession with the homeless genieclown pants.