Pascal was in town Monday, and he told me that the currents of life are unpredictable. He then gave me some sea view wallpaper before diving into the ocean.
Hugh asked me for some orange furniture, so I gave him an oil drum. To me, it looks about as orange as orange can be. But Hugh refused to accept the gift, because it wasn’t orange enough for him. ðŸ˜
Last night, I wished on a shooting star. Wishy responded to my wish with a letter in the mail that I received today. He sent me a plum bonsai. He might as well have given me prune juice. If it’s not a painting (or a throne), I really don’t care.
Deena is still sick, so I’ve continued giving her medicine this week.
Snake was all packed up to move out of town today, but I convinced him to stay. Even though he already gave me his picture last week, it still seems too early to let him go. But I thought it was interesting that he had six of his boxes lined up in a row. 😂 That’s a bit unusual.
When I ran into Bob, he told me that my face reminds him of cocoa. I don’t even know what that means. 😛 Bob might be a little crazy, but that’s okay. 😂
See you all next time!