It's nature week over here... I just watched a blue jay fly up to the window in front of my desk, with a date or a pointy acorn in its beak. It shoved the nut into the ground next to some rocks, and pecked it like a woodpecker hammering into a tree, driving the nut pretty deep into the ground. Do they usually bury food for later? If so I had no idea! Crazy! Is it going to remember this? How the fuck?
Meanwhile. I read over the article draft again. Printed out a contract and must fax it. Got together some things I need to mail. Wrote rec letter for my old prof and happy to do it. Downloaded the audio of some poems in English and Spanish for my talk next week. Looked up references. Compiled a bunch of info for the new issue of the zine, which I'll layout and print this weekend!
Remembered to eat something for breakfast.
Somehow it feels like I've done a lot, but I haven't made any tangible progress with a finished product in my hand.