in the dark
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yamamanamaAshley wrote me a note saying "I don't want the book. Sorry. It was just unexpected. -Ashley" and I don't know if I just didn't notice it before or if there's a spacetime anomaly.
I wonder if she'll extend her trip to Europe and come back with a piece of the Black Wall of Jerusalem.
Although Jerusalem is technically in Asia.
Abby has a border collie australian shepherd mix and has a lot of pictures of goats for some reason and she knows someone who just started at the wildlife center. Sandra. Maybe Sandra is that woman who looks like Talia. I don't know, I was calling her Shelby. I called Jill "Ananya" once. I still call Taylor "Ashley" occasionally. This is why I just point to people and be like "you."
Abby has a tattoo of her dog's heartbeat waveform and pawprints. I thought it was a sefirot.
I drew Aliza with her head down and eyes closed although she has big brown expressive eyes that I wish I captured instead.
There was a woman with a purple and pink braid.
A different Abby had Judas by Lady Gaga stuck in her head because her friend is obsessed with it. Meanwhile, I had Nihilist Love Song by Goli stuck in my head, which Abby says sounds intense but it really isn't.
The times when she has a song stuck in her head and can't figure out what it is destroys her happiness for the day.
Or worse, when you wake up with a song in your head and it leaves you before you figure out what it is.
She gets songs in Swahili stuck in her head. She sings in a church choir and sometimes she gets a song she sung years ago stuck in her head. I asked her if she's ever heard of Duruflé's Requiem and she says maybe. I told her about how I got songs from Mega Man stuck in my head long after I played it and how I listened to a song after 18 years and remembered it.
I couldn't tell if Maeve's shirt depicted a stripey cat or a mummified cat.
I wasn't sure what kind of name Shana was (it's Irish/Jewish and this makes sense because Shana is used as both a diminutive of Shannon and a diminutive of Shoshanna) so I had to ask about the spelling because it could be Shanna or Šanna or Xana or Șanna or if she's Hungarian Jewish, Sana because s is used to write ∫ and sz is used to write s. Although sometimes they ignore that for foreign names, although I can't imagine any Hungarians named Ashley.
Rob Flax was playing near Harvard Yard. The second-last song involved fiddling and a looper pedal, and the last song was called Train Wreck, in which he shouts Train Wreck four times and plays on his fiddle and repeats the process playing faster and faster until he screws up. He said "faster, which is French for faster, except not really" and even Ashley knows that.
The power went out fifteen minutes before I arrived but the Peabody Museum was still open as they were piggybacking on the library's generator. I went back to the Harvard Book Store where I didn't find Moondust, Lucky's Harvest, Rumors of Spring, or Saraband of Lost Time. It was worth it to meet a shiba inu pupper named Lana. She's eight weeks old and incredibly adorable and her owners call her crate the Danger Zone. So fluffy. Wow.
There was a guy showing some of the weapons at the Peabody Museum. One was a ceremonial knife, one was a knife that was mislabeled as a throwing knife but it turns out it's a knife for pulling away the enemy's shield, and eventually it became a symbol of authority.
There's a room filled with photographs of relatives of extinct animals and bones of great auks and a tree trunk used as a home for two types of threatened woodpeckers.
A woman was talking about this video in which a creationist goes to a museum and calls everything involving anything resembling a transitional fossil bullshit. And there's a life-size replica of Noah's Ark. Part of me regrets not saying that even the Pope said evolution is true because God wouldn't try to deceive people by placing fossils in the ground and part of me realizes that anyone involved in the Creation Museum doesn't give a shit.
She's morbidly curious about the Creation Museum but it costs 100 dollars to get in and she doesn't want them getting any of her money.
She was wearing a pendant that I thought was some kind of stumpy octopus but was really just some gems.
There's a collection of vintage scientific instruments ranging from astrolabes and telescopes to the console of a cyclotron.
The Semitic museum was closed due to the power outage and then closed due to the fact that by the time power came back on, it was closing time, but I've learned that it's always free to visit, except on Saturdays, when it is closed.
The Ashley at the Peabody Museum could be Semitic. There are Semitic ways to write Ashley.
The train was crowded as fuck. I overheard a guy say that his favorite part of a train ride is when the train stops. Someone put a sticker above the door so that it says "Do not lean against CATS!!"
Danaé has never met anyone else with that name.
I've never met a Danaé (this is the French spelling, her grandmother was born in Quebec) or a Danaë (this is the Greek spelling when written with the Latin alphabet) either. Or even just a Danae. Danaë was one of the lovers of Zeus and I said that it meant there's probably a moon of Jupiter with that name and there isn't. There was apparently a debate on whether to name it Carme or Danaë and Carme won. Danaë is a painting by Gustav Klimt.
I'm more pissed about Rhadamanthus, Aeacus, and Minos.
She took French once and she says she lost most of her knowledge of it but it really helped when learning Spanish.
She has tattoos of the moon with a face, bedight in hanging jewels, with a black cat standing on the lower horn, or upper horn if you live in Argentina or Rand McNally; of hearts, of a French phrase, of a Hand of Fatima, of a framed portrait of a woman in profile surrounded by flowers.
I ran into Primrose at the train station, she was on a different train car, and she said that she thinks we're going to release the night heron soon.
burning question: since when is Shadow Man the king of Cherry Kool-Aid?
I wonder if she'll extend her trip to Europe and come back with a piece of the Black Wall of Jerusalem.
Although Jerusalem is technically in Asia.
Abby has a border collie australian shepherd mix and has a lot of pictures of goats for some reason and she knows someone who just started at the wildlife center. Sandra. Maybe Sandra is that woman who looks like Talia. I don't know, I was calling her Shelby. I called Jill "Ananya" once. I still call Taylor "Ashley" occasionally. This is why I just point to people and be like "you."
Abby has a tattoo of her dog's heartbeat waveform and pawprints. I thought it was a sefirot.
I drew Aliza with her head down and eyes closed although she has big brown expressive eyes that I wish I captured instead.
There was a woman with a purple and pink braid.
A different Abby had Judas by Lady Gaga stuck in her head because her friend is obsessed with it. Meanwhile, I had Nihilist Love Song by Goli stuck in my head, which Abby says sounds intense but it really isn't.
The times when she has a song stuck in her head and can't figure out what it is destroys her happiness for the day.
Or worse, when you wake up with a song in your head and it leaves you before you figure out what it is.
She gets songs in Swahili stuck in her head. She sings in a church choir and sometimes she gets a song she sung years ago stuck in her head. I asked her if she's ever heard of Duruflé's Requiem and she says maybe. I told her about how I got songs from Mega Man stuck in my head long after I played it and how I listened to a song after 18 years and remembered it.
I couldn't tell if Maeve's shirt depicted a stripey cat or a mummified cat.
I wasn't sure what kind of name Shana was (it's Irish/Jewish and this makes sense because Shana is used as both a diminutive of Shannon and a diminutive of Shoshanna) so I had to ask about the spelling because it could be Shanna or Šanna or Xana or Șanna or if she's Hungarian Jewish, Sana because s is used to write ∫ and sz is used to write s. Although sometimes they ignore that for foreign names, although I can't imagine any Hungarians named Ashley.
Rob Flax was playing near Harvard Yard. The second-last song involved fiddling and a looper pedal, and the last song was called Train Wreck, in which he shouts Train Wreck four times and plays on his fiddle and repeats the process playing faster and faster until he screws up. He said "faster, which is French for faster, except not really" and even Ashley knows that.
The power went out fifteen minutes before I arrived but the Peabody Museum was still open as they were piggybacking on the library's generator. I went back to the Harvard Book Store where I didn't find Moondust, Lucky's Harvest, Rumors of Spring, or Saraband of Lost Time. It was worth it to meet a shiba inu pupper named Lana. She's eight weeks old and incredibly adorable and her owners call her crate the Danger Zone. So fluffy. Wow.
There was a guy showing some of the weapons at the Peabody Museum. One was a ceremonial knife, one was a knife that was mislabeled as a throwing knife but it turns out it's a knife for pulling away the enemy's shield, and eventually it became a symbol of authority.
There's a room filled with photographs of relatives of extinct animals and bones of great auks and a tree trunk used as a home for two types of threatened woodpeckers.
A woman was talking about this video in which a creationist goes to a museum and calls everything involving anything resembling a transitional fossil bullshit. And there's a life-size replica of Noah's Ark. Part of me regrets not saying that even the Pope said evolution is true because God wouldn't try to deceive people by placing fossils in the ground and part of me realizes that anyone involved in the Creation Museum doesn't give a shit.
She's morbidly curious about the Creation Museum but it costs 100 dollars to get in and she doesn't want them getting any of her money.
She was wearing a pendant that I thought was some kind of stumpy octopus but was really just some gems.
There's a collection of vintage scientific instruments ranging from astrolabes and telescopes to the console of a cyclotron.
The Semitic museum was closed due to the power outage and then closed due to the fact that by the time power came back on, it was closing time, but I've learned that it's always free to visit, except on Saturdays, when it is closed.
The Ashley at the Peabody Museum could be Semitic. There are Semitic ways to write Ashley.
The train was crowded as fuck. I overheard a guy say that his favorite part of a train ride is when the train stops. Someone put a sticker above the door so that it says "Do not lean against CATS!!"
Danaé has never met anyone else with that name.
I've never met a Danaé (this is the French spelling, her grandmother was born in Quebec) or a Danaë (this is the Greek spelling when written with the Latin alphabet) either. Or even just a Danae. Danaë was one of the lovers of Zeus and I said that it meant there's probably a moon of Jupiter with that name and there isn't. There was apparently a debate on whether to name it Carme or Danaë and Carme won. Danaë is a painting by Gustav Klimt.
I'm more pissed about Rhadamanthus, Aeacus, and Minos.
She took French once and she says she lost most of her knowledge of it but it really helped when learning Spanish.
She has tattoos of the moon with a face, bedight in hanging jewels, with a black cat standing on the lower horn, or upper horn if you live in Argentina or Rand McNally; of hearts, of a French phrase, of a Hand of Fatima, of a framed portrait of a woman in profile surrounded by flowers.
I ran into Primrose at the train station, she was on a different train car, and she said that she thinks we're going to release the night heron soon.
burning question: since when is Shadow Man the king of Cherry Kool-Aid?
