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i shouldn't have said the full moon was helping with the jet-lag
jet-lag came back to bite me.

up for an hour in the night cleaning up runny, stinking dogshit from between the rustic floorboards of the gallery.
twas stratford, not mr.bunny

mrs.perou also spent a different hour up, clearing stratford's dogshit.

stratford is a sick puppy old dog.

if this continues he'll be spending his last days living outside.

 

today i have been sorting out tings with the new perou-factory-to-be.

and sleeping when i shouldn't be.

feels like a monday.

i am a little stressed.
a good night's sleep might help