I just wanted to relay how I went for a run today, wigged out after 18 minutes, crawled back, and stopped by the supermarket on my way home, sweaty, redfaced and in work out gear, to buy a frozen pizzza, which I promptly prepared and consumed. I went running at dusk, so at least it feels like there is some poetry to this story.

I recently finished Just So Happens by Fumio Obata and it was lovely. I love his approach to color and how perfectly it went with the narrative. Eagerly awaiting Jessica Abel’s Out on the Wire and Bitch Planet.