The "warthog" was probably just someone sneezing in a nearby room.

Last night, at around 1:00 am, this happened in the library:



I really did say that I wanted to eat my book, in all seriousness, so that I could "absorb its knowledge".

There is a part in OHYOS where it says:

Sir Francis Drake had attacked Riohacha (100+ years earlier) only so that they could seek each other through the most intricate labyrinths of blood until they would engender the mythological animal that was to bring the line to an end.

Last night I read this aloud and then said that I felt like GGM had only written OHYOS so that, 42 years later, I could be tortured by it. Abby replied that she knew most people would say that as a joke, but that I actually meant it. And I do. I feel like GGM and I are communing or something. Things are getting really strange up in this carrel...


Soon I will escape to sell SITES t-shirts at TGIF. I will drink a beer in the sunshine, and soon everything will make more sense.

Reefer Madness tonight! Until then, work. After then, work.