So, I might have figured out this whole picture upload process finally. I am including some random unsundry photographs, as a test.

I spent last night at a party, or rather under the stairs on a couch at the party. Being one of those people who doesn’t enjoy the party thing so much, it was kind of cool to sidle onto a couch and pretend I wasn’t there. I met some cool kitties, ate a funny brownie, smoked a bit and partook lightly in the various Olympiad-themed drinks. It was T’s Olympic party, so it was all togas and people running around in old track suits.

I challenged the town poet egoista to a slam. I will beat him down, if not purely with the power of my voice.

I cannot wait to leave this place, though in some ways it will break my heart.