happiness is a warm pun

-the vintage store on Pike. 

-more sexy, mysterious petal action. this is the driveway of the house next to mine. 

-from Kerry Park the other night. 

-Gasworks in the dark. this has been "fill light"ed about 300%, but otherwise, not bad, silly phone! makes me wanna sculpt a tower of mashed potatoes. 

another slice of my triumphant MRI! the white bits are lesions, the lesions that have been there (mostly unchanged!) for over 2 years. my neurologist is amazing. she reminds me of a cross between Lily Tomlin and Edith Head. "you're the second person who's ever wanted to photograph their MRI" she said. "the last person was about two years ago." "it might have been me" I said. "you know, you're probably right!" she laughed. apparently lesions commonly form around the dark bit (that I cannot remember the term for; sorry, AP 110!) 

this is the cross-view, with trippy eyeball amphibiosity. 

this was the view from the upper floor of the hospital immediately after I heard the news. no filters. it was that fucking beautiful. 

you wanna get physical? physical? a can of liquid fits perfectly over a standard-mouthed mason jar and you can torturously dispense said liquid one droplet at a time! 

this was the other night of the day when it was nearly 90 delicious degrees and my lair turned into a blistering hellpit. I'm sitting on the steps outside my window. and the shit-cat isn't supposed to be on that goddamn ledge.