Is what I am after. That is a phrase from one of my favorite books, Moby Dick. I am off to go semi-whaling for a few days. It's up to Ham Paw to take over in the meantime. I am not sure how he is doing lately. When I last heard from him, he was out of sorts at best. His divination practices seemed to be fouling. But I do believe that the target realigns through daily practice and I am sure he is swimming in a pantless splendor as I type. My eyes are still unfresh so I can understand.
Today I hope to visit the store, "Mysteries" and spend many hours there. I am looking for mysterious tidbits that may contain lucid portals. I am hoping to avoid all tards and lunch on greens to cleanse the system. I will be working on some boggy, soggy squitchiness in the form of art projects. It is time for this. I have bought mucho paints and have nice paper to scratch around on. I am not sure what to make but I will figure it out either on my own or with the help of psychoactive achievements. I can't wait to resume concrete function on Wednesday night.