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very beautiful prints at a totally sweet price. you should buy at least nine. they’d make really bad-ass gifts, too, especially with the holidays (and all those birthdays of your St. Valentine’s Day-conceived friends) coming up.

got an email from my dear old friend Trish. i hope she’s doing okay. she sounded like she was getting over a big hurdle. making plans to meet up with her in Yellow Springs and drink and dance and catch up. i miss me some Tricia! what an awesome woman.

also maybe have plans for an October 4th meeting with the finite monkey people. if all goes well, i may even see some work come my way, so this is a crucial, crucial thing. but hell, if nothing else, i’ll get to see my old friend (and art co-conspirator – we collaborated on a few art pieces and even some theatre back in the day) Tami, so it’s a big plus by default anyway!

i got to see my sweet friend today before picking up my grandfather from the Amtrak station in Indy (downtown – way away from where i thought i had to pick him up). even the short time her and i had was lovely, although i was pretty beat after driving on little sleep and a slight hangover, and was nervous as hell about hanging out at her work, so i know i wasn’t very talkative (boo on me for being boring). i sure hope she doesn’t get in any trouble because of me. that would be my shit luck. i missed her online tonight, though, and i hope she had a good night, and that i didn’t miss An Important Conversation, or the chance to give her some support (though i hope more that she didn’t have any particularly dire need of any… y’know?). i feel kind of bad, but my grandfather had countless emails to check of course.

and boo hiss on more new job leads that turn out to require elaborate degrees, and knowledge of Java and ASP and Oracle and other stuff that i don’t work with.

i wish i had time to actually read LiveJournal anymore. gimme a link if you have something important going on. as always, i’ll be your friend whenever you need it. i love all you beautiful freaks, and i mean that from the bottom of my heart.

am unmentionably exhausted. must retire.

By jae

jae lethe (he/she/they) is a blogger, musician, artist, poet, web developer/designer, armchair philosophizer, teller of tales, and gadabout. Also, something he calls a "behavioral artist." (Not sure.) She has plans. BIG plans.

Among the things that he has done for a laugh are minor fractures, cuts, scrapes, and various scabs. Though she's quick to point out that they're no imbecile, we're fairly certain that he thinks the word means some kind of medieval pharmacist.

This is her latest home on teh internets - where jae stores their swear words, when they're not hurling them at the sun in vain.