Warm today, isn't it? I dreamed about lightning. 

I'm going tomorrow - well, Friday morning - to add a big snake to my nice midlife crisis sleeve down in Virginia Beach. It's starting to look like an actual sleeve-sleeve and not just a big tattoo. I'm still getting used to the way it looks and also having to work out my arms more now because it draws a lot of attention to them. I also have started shaving my arm, which is probably weird? My body hair is very very light, very fine, but almost pure white, and I don't like the way it makes the color in the sleeve look faded. It's not exactly a huge change to my routine; as a tall person, I am 80% leg, and I already spent a lot of time shaving those for shorts season. Although maybe I should hold my horses on declaring it adjacent to that.

Speaking of spring haircuts, I finally got 1. the mower repaired and 2. the yard mowed though I did it in the wrong order and had to pay some mowing service dude off facebook to mow as a one-off. Thinking back, it was a stupid waste of money and a bad experience - the guy turned out to incredibly creepy to the point that I had to tell him "you're making me uncomfortable" and now he knows where I live - but also I could have probably just asked to borrow a friend's mower or waited until mine was fixed.

Still, it's done now. I don't know why that was such a block to me working in the yard. I guess it felt like a room that's too messy to start cleaning. But now I've been working in it, weeding and trimming back things. 

I've also been thinking a lot about poetry these days. I got asked to read at an event downtown for the art center, which is the first poetry gig I've had in a couple of years now. It's very funny because the theme of the reading is "Optimism" and my work is like... mostly about genocide and colonialism? The one I'm working on right now is literally called "Drop That or By the Splendor of God I'll Blow Your Heart Out."  Well, I'll find something. I'm sure I have a bird poem in there somewhere.