gallery post sorry. I love seeing the maquette boys at north dumpling. lets all stop walking up the stairs and talk this through. you can't see the second dog but she's there on the top step talking it through too. rothko was my prisoner and pillow today. i stuck my eyes in your fur 100 times and i had to keep them there. i'm sorry i fooled you twice but it was the only way because i needed you behind me. 3rd times the charm at the ceramic studio. i got my clay and tried to make a jar but made a bowl. same salad as last night for dinner, i'm not worried about mercury poisoning because i'm not pregnant. i forgot that prozac makes me have nightly gore and death dreams every night. last night it's patrick he's dying and olivia contracts it. in my dream it's wednesday and patrick says i'll be dead by saturday and i cry and cry. it was his mom that accidentally contaminated him with round-up. oh and izzy was kissing her tennis instructor on the court (unrelated to death and gore). just exhausted and silent. when i speak it comes out quiet because i haven't said anything yet today.