Day's Done

Funny how things go. The wind whipped up a while ago and bent the cactus presented. Under natural conditions slow growing and more stout, weekly watering thins it out. Structural filaments, whatever they are insofar as not looking it up - somehow I've got intemugary happening, brace it. I guess they've not the time to incorporate the minerals into the crystal molecular matrix. All worth investigating. I detest people who call that bullshit. I've no interest in them. That's not funny but tying this securely looks so. 

Long day but tomorrow will be moreso. Should be cooling off and plan on doing yard work. Just contemplating it presently. Yeah, sure do detest some people. Ignorant gossips, networking nepotists, bloody ingrates. Nothing can be done about that so I put them out of my mind. Without looking it up, I guess that's why I've idealized Francesca. The muse? Definitely. Courtly love? An equal rather and that sort of makes it borderline phoney. Ha... sorting things out a chore too. She came on to me but got spooked, no doubt, exhibiting the vaunted "What we have here is a failure to communicate." Misinformation beside the point. Not too funny but humorously quite the challenge. For all I know, I'll never see her again nor will she speak to me beyond business as usual. Not very funny, really.