nicole @nicole@myna.social

The cascade of minor apartment advances: I bought a sofa and then a desk, then I hung some art, and finally I had friends over. I even baked popovers.

I need to sort out a few more things like refreshing the paint, and having cushions made for the window seats, but I’m starting to feel settled.

Or will, once I cycle out all the moving boxes that I broke down for recycling.

This is the sanguine expression of someone whose electrolysist is off taking her break. 😂

In all seriousness, I adore my electrolysist. I do’t know exactly what possessed me to take a selfie mid session, but I think it might have been because I was having fun in spite of the pain.

Been a minute since I worked straight through bedtime. Well, I guess it wasn’t entirely straight: I did take a break to buy boxed salads and visit the dispensary.

This photo isn’t quite up to snuff (it needs either a fore- or mid-plane subject) , but if I can figure out where I took it (random SF wanderings), I can start stalking it until I find what I’m looking for.

This tree asked me for a photograph.

The lady who works on my skin asked me today if I’d seen the iPad commercial. 😂

Chibi’s first SF visit was a lot. But also a success.

Watched Blue Hawaii—the Elvis Hawaii movie—last night.

Another fascinating example of cultural drift, this one rises to the level of Dadaism.

Nothing anyone does or says makes any sense. Motives and mores that don’t feel so much dated as foreign. Watch it sideways, watch it upside down, watch it any way you want: it’s barely intelligible alien quirk.

Elvis’ makeup enhances this unwordly effect by reducing his face to the specular sheen of a Toy Story character.

https://boxd.it/1Hka

More importantly: I came away. Now I’m sitting at SFO with a glass of wine and a boarding pass.

I just wrapped up a very short work week with a subset of my Pocket peeps. There’s lot of hard earth to till, and we definitely sweat for our progress, but I came away impressed and inspired by my coworkers. 🥰

Some ppl think I’m a man dressed as a woman. Surprise. I’m actually a woman dressed as a rubber duck. 🫰

Back at the house for some dog sitting this weekend and someone is protesting my plan to do laundry by nesting on it.

I miss you too, you little monster. ☺️

Gosh, I love scary trees.

Making a space mine usually involves a lot of this.

There are days where I lift mountains, and find myself screaming, “more, more, MORE!” And then there are days where I barely manage to move a jellybean halfway across the surface of a table, and I’m ready to collapse.

Today’s a jellybean day.