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Day 3,793: Edison

Day 3,793: Edison

Making this a quick one because it’s almost bed time and I want to establish a new routine of using my omnifocus app every night before bed to plan out my next day in terms of all the little stuff I need to get done. The big stuff, too, but it’s the smaller stuff I...

Day 3,792: Ghost Tapes

Day 3,792: Ghost Tapes

Had a really nice day with Bear today. We had lunch with one of her friends from USC—he’s about to get married! That was really nice. We then went down to Chinatown from there, and she got cake slices from a cake shop she really loves, and then went to a tiny Japanese...

Day 3,791: Hot Europe

Day 3,791: Hot Europe

Hitch is hitting a stride. Hasn’t all come together yet, for sure, but I know he’s taken a leap in that I’m starting to look forward to watching his movies each week. They’re tipping from intellectual exercise into “movie” territory. They’re becoming entertaining....

Day 3,790: All Too Well

Day 3,790: All Too Well

Tired days. The time change is hard, but the new daylight hours are invigorating. I wouldn’t say I’m refreshed or particularly energized, but they do suit me. I wrote. I read. I got Netflix work done. I yoga’d. I went to Costco with Bear and we got the groceries we...

Day 3,789: A Step

Day 3,789: A Step

I lost a week on the front yard project last week, and I nearly lost another this week by not doing anything on it this weekend. I fixed that today. I started moving the big, heavy stuff. There’s several inches of mulch in the front planter-thing, several inches of...

Day 3,788: Your Problem Not Hers

Day 3,788: Your Problem Not Hers

Joy is NOT moving to let Liz into bed ahahahaha. It was a solid day today. Whew. Got my writing done in the morning, on time, got started on work on time, yoga and lunch like wham-o blam-o, which meant that we got to go over to Nicole and Alex’s and hang with their...

Day 3,787: She’s Still Here

Day 3,787: She’s Still Here

I watched Barbie. Or, rather, finished it tonight. Really enjoyed it. That could have been such a hollywood movie, y’all. It could have been pink and pretty and that’s it. But it wasn’t. It was thoughtful. It reached for some really, truly deep shit, and more often...

Day 3,786: Mazar

Day 3,786: Mazar

Daylight savings time is the best time. Let’s be honest: nobody wants “night” to begin at 4 fucking pm. This is the time of year I come alive. For whatever reason, that “extra” hour of daylight means everything to me. THAT SAID… …the transition is goddamn murder. I...

Day 3,785: Good Conversation

Day 3,785: Good Conversation

I caught up on some sleep today. Took the pups on walkos, took Coops to see the vet for his ear and got him some medications to make it go away, watched the Jedda Grand Prix, took a nap, cleaned the house, walked the pups again, helped set up for our friends Audrey...

Day 3,784: Hollywood

Day 3,784: Hollywood

Hollywood knows how to make a movie, man. Or at least we did by 1940. That’s the year Hitchcock came over to the states to start making movies here, and damn. It is a STEP. UP. For real. Movie is called Rebecca. It was fine overall, but it was a leap from his British...