also i think i ate too much pasta i think which turns to sugar i think and makes me wake and think the moon is full (it's not, not here, though it is somewhere it must be i know). 

 and penny peed a puddle by the door and now she's curled up by me, one foot twitching, murmuring to me in sleep. and jasper sleeps in the other room, his barf drying on the other side of me on the rug on the bedroom floor.

 and now it's 255, goonigh and gummo.