After an exhausting day of punching my urinary tract via day #1 of antibiotics[1], which may or may not be causing me to hallucinate that I am Cher, I just want to post this photo I took of an anemone. Just a simple autumn Japanese anemone.
[1] Please note that the Rector of the Beemouse Institute has declared that it is socially acceptable, and perhaps even desirous, to blog about one’s urinary tract. It’s kind of like how it’s socially acceptable to blog about poop, albeit in an ironic sense. Unless something really bad happened where you like stepped in human feces while walking down the Ave, or a gang of pigeons pooped on your head en masse while flying to the nearest church steeple, and then it’s cool to be dead serious about it. But… no, I’m not even sure that’s appropriate.
I was just saying, a simple anemone. A flower. For a Thursday morning. Christ, is it Thursday already? I’m filing this entry under “Health” also. As in “mental health”.
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