Ponderings...

Is that even a word?

Is there any limit to sketch in this city? I was walking around for hours today, observing the sketch in their natural habitat, & couldn't help but wonder, or more like think, so much sketch, so little time.

I think it was terrasse weather today. Besides, if you got drunk enough, you wouldn't notice the cold.

Is it shallow to not want to fuck someone based purely on which bar they go to?

Is it wrong to get pregnant by a 65-year old amputeed burn victim chinese guy?