what would “torsofuck” do without me?

It’s not like I woke up early one morning at the start of summer and thought to myself “self, it would be totally awesome if you completely ignored your blog for, like, DAYS AT A TIME” or anything – it just feels that way. Most likely only to me, but still. I am a neglectful monster. The internet should have me taken away.

So, what’s been going on around here? A whole lot of everything and nothing, all at once. Work is indeed better, both by design and by the amazing mental power of my own ostrich-like confidence that everything will turn out the way I want it to. I’ve been scooting a lot as usual, but the heat makes the ride less refreshing and more like riding through pudding. I haven’t managed to go to the beach beyond that first trip several weeks ago, but I’ve been keeping myself busy with friends and various things that go boop and beep.

What are you doing this Sunday? If you are free, I implore you to consider coming down to the Art Gallery at 3pm. Someone on Yelp is attempting to arrange a Bubble Bash, and we all know how I feel about bubbles (hint: I fucking love them). I’ll be there with all my bubble paraphernalia, blowing strangers until I run out of juice. I don’t care if I’m the only one who shows up; I haven’t had time to arrange a bubble picnic yet this summer so this will have to suffice. Sunday! 3pm! Vancouver Art Gallery steps, facing Georgia! BUBBLES!

It’s not at all like I’ve been doing nothing with my time – just last night, I invented Death Metal:

What did you do with YOUR Thursday night?

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