I am pleasant-level sleepy because instead of asleep by 11 I was on facebook calmly defending trans-identities until 12, and then repeatedly woken up by one humming mosquito.

This French architect just gave a dreamy lecture to a big group of us – Fabricanti and the students from the Netherlands who are around for some reason.

I am learning about using javascript in max to make more detailed generative drawings of migraines. I am floating around on espresso having a feelings of magic love. It’s nice to be me.

Most people don’t believe my gender is real. I don’t believe anyone’s gender is real.