Coconut

Still dealing with stuff, although I am in a lull. I’m sure things are going to get rougher, with being a tenant.

I’m pretty much at the end of my acceptance of home help not speaking English. There’s a note that says if you need a specific language, to just tell them. It seems that means any language other than English. I ask for english speakers and don’t get them. Bengali, Punjab, Urdu, you bet cha. I don’t speak any of those languages and it’s very frustrating.

I have agraphobia. Yet a couple of weeks ago, I went out twice. Once to go to an ATM and once to pick up a kitten. This kitten is adorable, except when he’s awake, then he is a demon disguised as a chocolate point siamese. His name is Coconut.