that my whole weekend never existed, that i was never in baguio and pampanga with overbearing drivers and artists.
so i am left with 2 beautiful things: the QC day i pre-raved about, which turned out mightily well watching rockestra (truly proud of rica, fell in love upon hearing sugarfree's burnout, being moved by the showmanship of twisted halo and sandwich). and yesterday, of course, my restday with my cowboy/farmer karl.
let's pretend that nothing needs to be dealt with. because at this time, there seems to be nothing i can do just yet.
i do need to shake things up a bit...
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