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Bun morning, Everybun!
We're enjoying the simple things today. My hoomin claims those are not necessarily "little." Like on Thursday night, when he stabbed me once with the needle, and I took the whole 50 ml of sub-q fluids. Or that we had a great week of eating and pooping, and going crazy for breakfast snacks. Outside's feeling like the habitable zone for a change.
He's going to try to decompress today, but, of course, I have thoughts about that. If he tries to curl up and sneak into one of our bundos again... Maybe it's the tar pits that are doing that to him. That place is at a point that if nothing comes of it again, it will fold. So the days there are long and morbid. The good thing is that the tar pits are mostly in his state of mind. I mean, the guy works ten feet away from our bundos in the living room.
We'll try art then. We're really behind on that.
We'll keep you posted
- Charlie
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