TaraShea is cat sitting
So Molly and I went to hang out with her and the cats.
I brought my typewriter, and we wrote some terrible Exsquisite Corpse poems. One was about the silver pig.
Chris has a lot of interesting books.
Molly practiced her monster faces
And TaraShea was scared (or was she scared of the strange collage?)
Goodnight Damien Hurst mock-up.
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