conceptual oyster

the world is my oyster…living in random oyster beds, oceans and marshes worldwide, currently:, New Zealand


Three days and counting…
so much to be done, som many people to see…but mostly, i just wnat to snuggle the pups…and they are so snuggly.
i’m trying to organize my packing efforts…but so far, i’ve just created a mess of my mother’s home. she hasn’t said anything yet…but i wonder how many times she has rolled her eyes when she cannot park in her garage and, well, i’ll try to post a picture of ‘my room’. maybe i will get her licquered up and i will prepare dinner tonight…risotto stuffed tomatoes i think and some fruit compote. good to be cooking again.

i wrote a poem once about oysters, i loved it, everyone thought it was about sex, it was simply about an oyster in the ocean….i wish i could remember it.

the weather is fantastic here! i love september and october most of all.

i really am excited to leave now…a little nervous my luggage is too heavy and that seymour and i will just observe one another like an aquarium situation…but i’m motivated, anxious, and becoming bored.

i’m really irritated that my former institute of learning, SCAD…purchases smart boards on a daily basis….but cannot manage to actually bind our thesis books…so i am to present to the family and friends who supported me a stack of paper bound with a dollar store bull clip…so official.

so i bought a set of meauring cups so i could follow my ‘american’ recipes, but somehow, i’m to cheap to fork over the one dollar for measuring spoons…


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