Y. just went to the gym. I hope he will bring back some cookies. I am hungry, but too lazy to go out. I did just walk Mabel, but the problem is that then I have to be sociable, and I am not in the mood.
a musician/artist living in brooklyn with two l gray cats and an super-cute dog, writing about the trivial and the not-so-trivial, often sleep-deprived and benignly neurotic.
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