*johnny cash hurt voice* i EAT a carb … to-day

it arrived and here’s the thing: i will never be taking it off

can i go to work shirtless or—

Robyn brought out CMAT for Call Your Girlfriend … i need to sit down

spent all afternoon on all fours (scrubbing the porch of pollen)

my HRV is bullying me again

decided that Honey and Solar Power are going to be on heavy rotation all summer 🙂‍↕️

friday morning porch time

just went on my first run in three months 🥹

writing a heist movie about me and a band of gay men rescuing my singlet from a FedEx facility in Memphis, TN

the husband and i are both sick on the nicest weekend of the year so far

boy problems (tuckered after pride), who’s got ‘em

everyone peer pressure David to go out with us tonight

physical therapy has made the gym so much less intimidating. turns out strength training can be good & fun!!!

feeling very brave today 😤 (used the squat rack all by myself for the first time)

global running day & all this boy wants is to be cleared to run shirtless in the summer sun!!!

bday bcep

going to turkey for a chest hair transplant

watched Rififi tonight—and, my god, what a perfect heist film. just an absolute delight.

practicing radical patience (my favorite coffee shop doesn’t open until nine on weekends)

UNESCO World Heritage Site Club Café

man should not try to control nature (they’re moving the Citgo sign)

how you can find me all summer

explained to my husband that an encyclical is just, like, a really long substack from the pope

My Lover, the Rabbi was just as obsessive and hot and mystical and weird as i had hoped

my carré is vieux as hell

taking bicarb before a three-hour Zoom meeting

the thing is i would actually die for every cast member on this season of Taskmaster

perfect weekend for exclaiming “it is so nice outside” every ten minutes

i will not rest until i find a Dunboyne Diana jersey

i’m waiting for it, that (dyson) green light, i want it

one more month until the return to running can begin 😤

guys literally only want one thing (to cut all their old t-shirts into crop tops)

it looks like we’ve got a slut-off on our hands

Better: Elaine de Gooning

Willem de Gooning?

“but i will never be finished with desire” !!!

Hacking canvas? What do they think this is, the Isabella Stewart Gardner museum in 1990.

pusspuss97[at]aol.com

Solvej Balle in On the Calculation of Volume too, actually

my first fist fight will be with the first person i glimpse wearing the P*l*nt*r chore coat

once again, asking to be drawn & quartered (just a little bit)

public safety announcement: i have finally ditched the crutches 😤

finally got my hands on these 😤

CRANK is going to tangible, physical harm to people this summer and I will be doing some of the harming

marathon monday—best day of the year 🤠

i feel the swеat on my bones / it makes me come alive

corporeality is so(mewhat) back

i can start phasing out crutches over the next week!!!