Whose buddies all knew him as Gustav
I have been having a run of the kind of days where I can't understand why my body keeps waking up at all. In the afternoon,
spatch showed me a mural he had found a few days ago, which the owners of the house should be frequently complimented on, and in the evening we watched Ken Russell's Mahler (1974), which with all due thanks to
gwynnega for the recommendation we turned out to love. Autolycus sleeps with his tail wrapped beneath his ears like a pillow. My ability to watch movies seems to have returned to a normal level; the time I have to write about them has not. The number of problems the institution of universal basic income would solve for me is honestly not small.



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I wonder if we have photos of when it was new. It's less elegant than this one, but we love it. And it's kept graffiti off the garage doors for its entire existence.
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(*hugs*)
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I am so mad that this country cannot get it together to offer universal basic income. *hugs*
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and yes, I wish you had time and the freedom from financial anxiety that would let you do the things you really love--which you happen to do superbly.
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What a wonderful mural.
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I'm annoyed at you, though, because now I'm earwormed. (True fact: I have a framed original sketch - it was my grandparents and I inherited it - by yet another artist she had an affair with, though did not marry, Oskar Kokoschka.)
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