1/1, 11/11, collapsed, condensed, how we like it. Feeling a little wiggly, S/Z maybe, reflection becoming praxis again, always a risk, always fun, all hail the grapheme.
Snowing like a motherfucker, nice when insides & outsides are in alignment. A very fine snow, atop last night's thin ice sheets it's a bit of a deathtrap outside. Managed dog walk with nothing but minor muscle pulls.
Listening to 'Holocaust', have 'Death Trip' playing underneath it, in depths of brain.
Grim & cheerful, kappa, chi, kappa, chi. Zippitty do da, dada, dodo.