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I call you / from the comet's cradle

Tuesday, June 15, 2010


Last night Erik accidentally broke a coffee mug--he broke the handle off. It was brown and very '70s. I bought it at a thrift store in Bishop. It was slippery and slipped.

I sleep a lot but Kitty wakes us up a lot. He's a howler. Erik's doing well so far with his 80 hour week. Yesterday M came to see me--we went to my place of worship, to the garden. Then we went to lunch at my favorite vegetarian place in Fair Oaks which is overrun with feral chickens. Then we went to a Peet's and drank delicious beverages.


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