I feel like I think about this all the time.
Someone likely released this poor bun because they didn’t want to take care of it. I’m not a fan of picking up stray animals, and L.A. city services doesn’t do pick-ups, will only take in drop-offs. Does anyone know of any bunny rescues in L.A. or someone willing to take responsibility for this cutie?
A week late, but my Q1 resolution is to not go on long tangents with people who are only being polite about asking how I’m doing. And to stop talking about my medical history (people don’t want to know about my heartburn), as well as my efforts at frugality.¹
My friend Ian has an art opening in L.A. this afternoon. You may have seen his work in the Liars’ ‘Brats’ video last year. Stop by if you can.
I just can’t get over how great this sentence from the abstract is.
I did a pretty poor job of not talking shit for Q2.
For Q3, I’m going to try not to overexplain things. Examples of such:
How do I have enough friends to make this list, is what I wonder!
And yet, our match percentage is higher than mine and Luis’.