Today is supposed to be grocery day because SNAP reloaded but after waking up and having breakfast I can’t really even move from the couch. Honestly I think it’s psychic hangover from yesterday’s visit to the site of the nonprofit I quit a year ago, which went fine, per se, but took its toll just from the existential baggage of it.
Bix dot Blog
The unsupported use case of Bix Frankonis’ disordered, surplus, mediocre midlife in St. Johns, Oregon.
No fear, no hate, no thoughtless bullshit, and no nazis.