I'm feeling a bit drowned right now. My original plan was to go outside, stand on my porch, get some fresh air, and return to some chatting in Pants. Within moments of poking my head outside, it began to rain. I sort of just stood there, leaning on the balcony. I wasn't really sure how much time went by. It was quite a while though since now it is after midnight. It's also cold in our apartment, but I'll deal. As if me being cold and soaked wasn't bad enough, I found the new draft of our proposed logo. Be very afraid. I tried to be as nice as possible to Dave in my reply, but my first line summed it up: I find it creepy was how it began, and I really do; it's the eyes and the gloves that are hands and have no fingers. If I remember correctly, it was originally conceptualized as "cute". I will let you comment on that.
I then watched episode 1 of Now and Then, Here and There. I want to see more, but more of this really can't be healthy.
If the moon was your guiding light when it is gone instinct guides you
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