Drizzle. Thunder and lightening predicted. I have the best tea. I blend Constant Comment with Cardamon Cinnamon tea and a generous teaspoon of honey. Divine.
Plenty of crafty things to do. Mostly I have to be ready for the rental assistance person tomorrow morning. Yes I am broke. These scam people do an excellent job. What I can’t figure out is why one of them gave me a B of A account to pay any residual bills with, to make sure I had a clean slate. That seems awfully odd for a scammer. However, not a word since.
I met a lovely woman, Karen Hildebrand, at Brian Goggin’s last Salon. She’s moving from poetry to writing about dance for the likes of the Fjord Review. We chatted it up and have agreed to get together before she returns to Brooklyn. I guess that means inviting her over here, because I don’t have money to go out. Oh well. Artists aren’t especially known for being neat. On to it!
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