yesterday was nothing short of amazing.
i don't have the energy or with willpower to write about it twice in one day (sorry, the moleskine took preference), but let's just make this clear: it's going to be heck of a lot more difficult to leave santa cruz in june.

there is a bird known as the great tit.
it's things like this that make science oh so endearing.

i am supposed to be writing a take home midterm for museum cultures.

instead, i am eating puffins out of the box while fucking around online.

WHERE DID I GO WRONG.

this could be interesting to watch unfold.

we want synesthesia, you know.

but then again, doesn't everyone?

leaving academia for the northwestern embrace of portland seems like the most logical solution right now.

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