Just went on nice expedition with Peretz, wind made it seem almost nippy, refreshing. We had a nice chat about the ontological status of properties. He's now lying on the couch cleaning himself & belching occasionally.

Been trying to whip myself into shape for the challenges ahead, it's a jungle out there, been holding my hand in candle flame while trying to keep a straight face, etc., it's a gas.

Mobble mibble, a poisoned pebble.
Mibble mobble, a wizened bobble.

& so on, tell me if you've heard this one.