Sunday November 22nd 2015, 5:10 pm
(Nov 7) November is significant in pseudoreal because it is the month I moved to Brooklyn, it is the month I left Brooklyn, and it was the time of the end for Billy. I have still not returned. I will not return in November 2015. But I will return. In 2016. I can feel it.
How could this be an 8 hour job, right?
For some reason this scene reminded me of this.
I expected to get bit, involving myself in a dog/cat attack.
The things I do to keep a stinky dog alive.
I bought a mini-torch. This can only mean one thing.
