yoghurt

It took a while on the bus, but I got to see this fictional character once, for a few hours. She was much taller than the postcards depict her, which is unusual, because typically a 4×5 glossy just grabs you, whereas people typically don’t. In any case, it was a brilliant time, she ordered me juice in lieu of milk, and we will meet again.

One time after shopping at a co-op that was miles and decades away from familiar, Peggy knew which bus stop we were supposed to wait at. It was very sunny. How she conjoured this knowledge from a star, I have no idea. She also has fun morning hair.

he brought home the most amazing candies. yogurt has a knack for sensing when foods are yummy and he gravitates towards them. i think he warned me against the seeweed wrap and the seeweed candy, but i didn’t listen. that was disaster!

When I met Evan, he was playing with hot asphalt. I asked him what he was doing, and he told me he was playing with hot asphalt. I guess I don’t know him well enough yet.