I'm with bvumavaranda. And his family. We are all staying in my parents house. We have an exercise to do. All writing things on bits of paper and finding or suggesting solutions to problems.
All the bits of paper that I pick up have drawings on both the back and the front. I am annoyed but I don't ask for paper cause I think I would be rude.
I eventually get over myself and ask for some paper to draw on. There was a stack in the middle all along.
Bvumavaranda is distracted. He says that he can't really focus on what he's doing now he has heard the news about the environmental and economic crash. No one has any money now. Things are getting really tough.
I look at my self in the mirror and my hair has grown really wild. And my beard. I don't like the look. I want to get a hair cut but don't know where. I get a comb to try and straighten it out.
I see my clothing as the blue shirt and blue jeans. Bvumavaranda wants me to be looking good. The blue is for the water spirits.
I meet rose and she has put these fashionable bracers on her teeth. She asks me why I am so worried about doing it my self. They look fine.
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