My left shoe blew
out. The leather just tore. I still have my running shoes, but these
cross trainers are toast. I do not
believe it makes sense to purchase a new pair.
I primed my
canvas for my cubist self-portrait. Now
I have to design one. Talk about putting
the cart before the horse. I spent a lot
of time on my paint chip mosaic self-portrait.
I was up at 1:30
am today. Crazy stuff. I need sleep.
I started the
pirtobrutinib today.
After missing
Svengoolie last week to listen to the Bucks game, I am back: Time Walker. Bad 80s movie. I loved it.
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