Ennui…Existential Angst…Will to Live…Slipping…

Not really. I’ve enjoyed my visit very much, really. I had pho for supper last night, for the first time in a decade and a half. That was pleasant. But I’m ready to go back to my grubby, quiet gulch.

That will involve most of the afternoon and evening, there will (hopefully) be some logistical jiggery-pokery halfway through the trip – I’ll post about that after I see how it goes – and of course there’s always the possibility I’ll need to chase mice from my bed before I can sleep in it.

But yeah, I kind of want to get to it.


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3 Responses to Ennui…Existential Angst…Will to Live…Slipping…

  1. MamaLiberty says:

    What is “pho?”

    And I hope no mice in the bed. Yuk!

  2. Joel says:

    Pho, pronounced “fuh,” is Vietnamese noodle soup. I picked up a taste for it in San Jose a long time ago.

  3. M Ryan says:

    Remember one thing Joel, while you have been gone the chickens have been planning and waiting and… planning.


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