sunday december 7. day twenty-two.
according to si, the cat's out of the bag so i can post these now. whoop. big deal.
sunday was recuperation day. woke up around 3pm. watched kabluey and ate cinnamon buns with connell and treibs. my family called to tell me that my fancy rat, Sunshine A.P., the most sensitive beautiful pet rat, passed away at the age of 2 years and some odd months. the rest of the day listened to let it loose and grieved with a french murder mystery film. ash and lane held me when i needed it and left me alone to cry when i needed it. overcast day.
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