Quiescent like a Chicken with its Head Chopped Off

I’ve been doing too many things to blog, with the Ditch Day and the trip to Mono Lake to collect bacterial muck samples and the critical commentary with/on gay boys in West Hollywood. Then there’s the extra car-fixing-upping and the senior fêtes and the implanting a radio transmitter in my sternum for the student loan repayment people and the begging the DMV not to kill me for waiting so long to transfer title to the Metroid and the finals and the finals and oh god, the finals.

I’ll be back on June 6.

* I still don’t get the hardened Army aesthetic, but as long as I. keeps doing physics with me he can ogle whatever he wants.
** I think I know how I’m going to paint it

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